"America is my country, but Paris is my hometown." A character in a movie we were watching quoted Gertrude Stein, and I felt a pang.
"That's us, isn't it?" said D. The others nodded.
We just rented out our Paris apartment for two years.
The emigrant's destiny: The foreign country has not become home, but home has become foreign.
--Alfred Polger (d. 1955), Der Emigrant und die Heimat
Emigranten-Schicksal: Die Fremde ist nicht Heimat geworden. Aber die Heimat Fremde.
Between 2007 and 2009, I lived in Los Angeles after living in Paris for many years. My Paris blog (before and after my Los Angeles sojourn) is Rue Rude.
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They are taking faith and crushing it. Why? Why? When you marginalize faith in America, when you remove the pillar of God given rights then what’s left? The French Revolution. What’s left is a government that gives you rights. What’s left are no unalienable rights. What’s left is a government that will tell you who you are, what you’ll do and when you’ll do it. What’s left in France became the guillotine.
--Rick Santorum, candidate for the Republican presidential nomination who just won three primaries, on Wednesday
Huge strikes underway in Greece as protestors complain about government austerity measures, which are required immediately in order for the Greek government to be able to borrow money from other countries to pay its bills and not go bankrupt in weeks.
Two years til you have it again - how sad - but how wonderful to have such a thing to look forward to! Regards, Pollyanna!
Posted by: Sally F. | 21 August 2008 at 04:30
"America is my country, but Paris is my hometown." That's how I feel, living the perfect expat life in Santa Monica, California. Yet I could also say, France is my (true) country, but Santa Monica is my hometown (for now). How deliciously confusing... That's what makes (expat) life interesting, non?
Posted by: Laure | 21 August 2008 at 09:40
It's chilly and raining in Paris and the Loire Valley today. And that's August weather! It's all downhill from here, weather-wise, until next May. Enjoy the blue skies and warm temperatures in L.A.
Posted by: Ken | 22 August 2008 at 16:39