New books for armchair travelers to India and Europe (including Paris and that hotbed of crime, Venice)

Europe - What a cool concept: take an old Frommer’s guidebook (a 1963 edition) of ‘Europe on $5 a day’ and see what happens when you rely on it for a journey across Europe today. I was born too late to travel around Europe on anything less than $50 a day, and that was pushing it. But author Doug Mack gave it a try, and the result is what promises to be an amusing read, Europe on 5 wrong turns a day: one man, eight countries, one vintage travel guide. Check out this interview with the author, and this short essay on what $5 currently buys you in a few top European cities, both featured on World Hum.

Paris, France - Sticking with Europe, how many people travel there only to return wishing they could someday call it home? There are loads of memoirs by people who either had that dream and made it a reality, or else ended up there by chance, love, or a job transfer. Rosecrans Baldwin, author of the new memoir Paris, I love you but you’re bringing me down, is a lover of Paris who ended up living there by way of a job opportunity. Based on this excerpt in GQ magazine, Baldwin has written a humorous, honest account of his time in Paris, which will certainly shatter the illusions of some readers, while passages like the following will entice others to book a plane ticket tout de suite:

“But what a marvelous evening to be outside in Paris! Never-ending light. The buzz of apéritifs. Cafés full of disheveled girls smoking cigarettes and their boyfriends fluffing their hair once they’d set down their helmets.” 

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“The window gave onto a view of dove-gray roofs and balconies, each one containing the same cracked flowerpot and sleeping feline. It was as if the entire city of Paris had agreed to abide by a single understated taste. Each neighbor was doing his or her own to keep up standards, which was difficult because the French ideal wasn’t clearly delineated like the neatness and greenness of American lawns, but more of a picturesque disrepair. It took courage to let things fall apart so beautifully.” - Jeffrey Eugenides, from ‘The Marriage Plot’.

“The window gave onto a view of dove-gray roofs and balconies, each one containing the same cracked flowerpot and sleeping feline. It was as if the entire city of Paris had agreed to abide by a single understated taste. Each neighbor was doing his or her own to keep up standards, which was difficult because the French ideal wasn’t clearly delineated like the neatness and greenness of American lawns, but more of a picturesque disrepair. It took courage to let things fall apart so beautifully.” - Jeffrey Eugenides, from ‘The Marriage Plot’.

A little too wild about Oscar

When I mentioned to a friend that Oscar Wilde’s grave at Pere LaChaise cemetery is covered with lipstick marks, she wrinkled her nose and said, “Ewwww….” Yeah, it is kind of icky. So why the kisses? Wilde is loved and all, but so are a lot of other writers and artists, and except for Jim Morrison, their graves aren’t quite as…decorated. According to this news article, in 1999 “someone had the idea of planting a large, lipsticked kiss on the tomb, sparking a craze for Wilde’s many admirers visiting Paris.” The same article features an image of the glass shield recently unveiled to protect the newly cleaned tombstone from further displays of affection. I have to wonder if people won’t just start kissing the glass, instead?

‘Before Sunrise’ = Vienna; ‘Before Sunset’ = Paris; ‘Before the solar eclipse’ = ?

I’ve written before about my admiration for the Richard Linklater films ‘Before Sunrise’ and ‘Before Sunset’, starring Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke, and was excited to see that they’re talking about making a third entry. (Have nine years really almost passed since ‘Before Sunset’? Sheesh!) So, where will the third film in the ‘Before…’ series take place?

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“Archer did not accompany his son to Versailles. He preferred to spend the afternoon in solitary roamings through Paris. He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled memories of an inarticulate lifetime.”
Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“Archer did not accompany his son to Versailles. He preferred to spend the afternoon in solitary roamings through Paris. He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled memories of an inarticulate lifetime.”

Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence