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Saturday, March 19, 2011

My Hemingway Years (3)

The first order of business after arriving in Paris was to go to the Latin Quarter, where Hemingway had hung out, and find a place to stay. I hoped for something with a view. I came upon the Hotel D'Albert, took a room, which turned out to be on the fourth or fifth floor, overlooking the Seine and The Cathedral of Notre Dame de Paris, where the hunchback of Notre Dame lived. I was very happy looking out the window at the tops of other buildings, the river, and the cathedral, and felt I could not have found a better room.

The Hotel D'Albert was an old hotel. There was a common bathroom shower down the hall from my room, which I found quaint, if not a little unexpected. But, I was in Paris, in Hemingway country, and that was all that mattered. For five days I would live the Hemingway experience, and I never felt better or more at home.

Notre Dame from behind, 1970
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