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An early arrival in Paris
An Air France jet taxis to the end of the runway
at Orly Airport in Paris, and a petite Persian exits the ramp. A silver and blue Rolls-Royce limo with a crest and "Hotel Georges V" emblazoned on the door pulls up to the stairway, and a liveried grey cat holds the door open: "Bonjour, Mme. Anaïs! Welcome to Paree! He watches the porter cats load her luggage into the trunk, and the big car silently weaves its way through the busy Paris afternoon traffic. It pulls up to the Hotel Georges V, and another liveried door-cat opens the door as bell-cats pick up her luggage. An elegant grey Chartreux in a pin-striped charcoal morning coat and gold pince-nez comes over, takes her paw and kisses it: "Ah, bonjour, Mme Anaïs, and welcome again to zee George sank"! He escorts her to her suite as the porter-cats leave her luggage in the bedroom. The Manager opens the door to a large living room with adjoining bedrooms. Lizst's Hungarian Rhapsody Number Two is playing softly; the Louis fifteenth furniture, brocade drapes and paintings look timeless. Flowers are on every table; floor to ceiling double doors open to a terrace with a view of the Eiffel tower and the Seine. The maid-kitties silently unpack her luggage in the adjoining bedroom. "May I haff zee cafe au lait and zum pastries sent up zo zat yoo may haff a liddle somfing to eet before dinner, Madame? Eet eez early yet. I haff made zee reserfations at Tallievent for 8 PM az you rekwested. Ah, oui, a shop sent ober zees for you.." he points to a navy-blue vintage Dior dinner dress on a hanger. "Eet weel look luffly on you at zee Ball!" "Non, Jacques, everything is fine. But please have the desk give me a wake-up call at 6:30; I think I may take a nap." she answers. It is late afternoon, and she opens the double doors, stepping onto the terrace; crisp fall air filters in as she takes in the Paris cityscape. A wait-kitty sets a pot of coffee and a tray of pastries on the table, and silently leaves. She sits down, pours a cup of coffee and looks down at the city; her eyes go to the Seine, and in her mind's eye, she sees a much younger version of herself walking paw-in-paw with a yellow boy-cat, strolling along the quay, listening to the accordion players, and looking into each other's eyes. She starts to doze off and Catablanka blends into her dream: "What about us?" Ilsa asks; Rick replies: "We'll always have Paris." but as Bogart turns to face her in her dream, it's no longer Rick, but Tiger in a tan trench-coat and brown fedora.... -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.†Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 10/19/2010 7:41:06 PM |
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