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M— and G— honored us with a visit during a trip from Paris to the States. Here's a snapshot of them in Harvard Yard rubbing the foot of John Harvard's statue for good luck. Both expressed more interest in attending MIT than Harvard, so one can only assume this is the help they were seeking from Mr. Harvard.
During their brief stay we talked late into the night, drank champagne (with G— abstaining), visited Harvard and MIT, had a lobster feed, and watched Batman: The Dark Night in an Imax theater. It was a great couple of days.
Some time ago in a post on this blog I mentioned an evening D— and I spent with M— in Paris. We went to an African restaurant, ate the cuisine of Camaroon, drank French Gewürztraminer wine and talked meaningfully about life. It was what I always imagined Paris to be and it wasn't until that moment that I began to feel I was truly 'in' Paris. (It saved me from a dismal encounter with the Left Bank during which, the only ray of light was a salami sandwich and a glass of Glenlivet Scotch I enjoyed on the patio of a café).