Rendezvous

While helping my mother clean out the basement in Kalmar, I found an old black-and-white postcard from Versailles with a Paris street address and the words “twelve o'clock” written on the back. Looking up the address now, I see that it is next to a Korean restaurant called 'In Seoul' and just a few hundred meters from Gare du Nord, perhaps once the location of one of the many two-star hotels that dotted the area in the 1970s. 

Over a glass of Blason de Bourgogne Mâcon-Villages from southern Burgundy, the mystery of the French postcard deepens – as it often does on Rawls & Me – when things vanish into the “early haze of the seventies sun” and the synchronicity of long-gone trail runs around Lafayette Reservoir.

On the train yesterday, I managed to submit the second of the two reviews I had promised before summer. Still, a few more days of work remain before I can finalize the aviation paper. Even if I am already officially on vacation, there is enough rain in the forecast to make me optimistic about finishing the paper before August rolls around. For now, I took full advantage of the beautiful summer weather and brought the kids up to Floda for a hike along Säveån.