This was going to be a top up to the earlier tutorials received from Edith Piaf when listening to her many song over and over.
They really helped me feel as if I was their age again (about twenty) and backpacking around the world.
No 23, Rue des Martyrs is awaiting me with an open door.
(through the next door)
A fresh glass of excitement refilled my body as I “bubbled” or rather wobbled with my backpack up to the six floor.
When a generously wide “merry go round” staircase ended on the 4th floor, I noticed a secret door leading to the 5th and 6th heavenly sphere along a much narrower pathway.
As I reached the door to my hideaway, I was greeted by the sounds of J.S.Bach on an acoustic guitar. Heavenly sphere indeed ... (with compliments from the neighbour opposite)
I found the key and two clicks later I stepped into my cosy attic apartment complemented by a grand view of Parisian sky lingering along the roof tops.
With my head in the clouds, I could barely hear the calls of my stomach wanting also to be pleased...
After putting a stop to the chaotic banging of the window shutters, I begun to unpack my bag while munching on the baguette and cheese.
Right now there was nothing else I could do but get some rest.
I knew that there was something else ...
(to be continued ...)