@Antonio. I'm sorry you didn't make it to Paris, but maybe it was a mixed blessing. Certainly, when it comes to bureaucracy, the French can be very awkward at times. Perhaps the English can be too but as I am used to 'our ways' I don't notice it. Marilisa, my Italian friend, who I studied with at University in the UK, and who now lives in the UK and works as a Civil Servant (the perfect outlet for her doctorate on Italian Fascist art
), assures me that for foreigners the English are just as bureaucratic. I was so lucky I could afford to calm down, but it came at a price. My heart goes out to families with children &c who would have just had to hang around and put up with the abuse because that extra money would have blown their budget. Based on this experience, while the pandemic is ongoing, I would recommend that people travel with an emergency/contingency fund of at least EU.500, just in case.
I did wonder if you were in Paris, especially when I visited Rodin's house and garden with the Dior Marquee set up in the grounds. It is amazing how we can connect in the world isn't it. I will tell you a funny story, that I have told @nostoneunteruned. Forgive me everyone as I go off topic again!
A few years back, I was in Venice, and was looking in the window of the boutique of an artisan glass jewellry maker whose work was very nice. There was a black and white photograph of an elegant woman wearing a pair of black brocade gondolier slippers ... embellished with coral beads and seed pearls. As a shoe-lover I was drawn to these and found that I could buy a pair of the gondoliers' slippers in a boutique by the Rialto and the lady in the glass bead atelier would customise them with her beads. So I asked her to copy the slippers she had made for the lady in the photograph. Fast forward a few years, and I made a late application to speak at the Rhinoceros Symposium at the Palazzo Contarini in Venice which had been initiated by an Academic based in Melbourne. When I googled the lady and saw her photograph on line I had the sense that I met her before. Suddenly it occurred to me that she looked like the lady in the photograph with the brocade slippers I shamelessly copied! In our emails, I asked if she had been to a boutique in Venice and had some gondoliers' slippers customised. It was her! I spoke at the conference on Clara in Qatar and a year later we met up for dinner in Venice ... and she introduced me to the (dubious) delights of Amaro in a little bar near the Rialto Bridge. So, you see, Antonio, maybe a chance meeting in Paris and a chocolate eclair isn't beyond the realms of possibility!
@VeeJayBee ... Oh my giddy aunt .... that is so funny!!! BM is completely right of course. If Kylie is reading this, she might think I have abandoned my Classical roots and I am B M in disguise. What a hoot. But if you're on a budget nothing can beat a tin of sardines on a nice slice of toasted sourdough with a little salad of spinach leaves and cherry tomatoes!