The King loses (again)…

The King’s choice of a summer vacation destination is scuttled. (sigh)

The King’s super-vote is thrown out.  Three years running. (sigh)

The King’s dreams of walking the Pont Neuf will need to wait another year.  (sigh)

Long live the King.  (Long enough to get to Paris)

Pont Neuf, River Seine, Paris, France

In memory of what could have been, here’s John Altman with “Under the Bridges of Paris” from the Soundtrack Let’s Dance:

↓ click for audio (Under the Bridges of Paris)

 


Image: carnetimaginaire via Kiss at Pont Neuf by Quadriman on Flickr.

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  1. LaDona's Music Studio says:

    How on earth can ANYONE scuttle a vacation in Paris?
    What I wouldn’t give to go back… and SERIOUSLY I’ve been sitting here on a lazy Friday afternoon, listening to a compilation album called Cafe de Paris – Edith Piaf and the likes.
    In my kingdom I’d have let the King rule on this one 🙂

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  2. Eric Kanigan says:

    You just don’t want another scuba diving incident on the bottom of the pool. Where’s the blog about that performance? (cue images of the beast with undersized goggles rolling around underwater)

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    • There have been 9,693 comments on my blog (including my own). And this is the first time I actually thought of deleting one and not letting it go live. I don’t have any memory of this event. None. Zero. And while you continue to feed at the trough of the King, a bit of respect here, please.

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  3. You’ll make it there one day, David, worry not. And it’s worth the wait, I promise. And when you go, take an early morning walk down the Champs Elysee. It’s like nothing else. Or go to the Louvre, find Gericault’s “Raft of the Medusa,” and lose yourself for a moment. Ahh…. The music was lovely, BTW… 🙂

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  4. Ah Paris…..it is a wonderful place, looking forward to another visit someday..thanks David 🙂

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  5. Am I the only one that wants to know what vacation destination won over Paris?

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  6. Ah, Paris. Sorry. I am joining others here by saying I have been there (for a week) and loved it. You will get there and write the most amazing posts that will take us along with you. Next year, right?

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  7. Paris is beautiful in Oct! Can’t get the scuba visual out of my head!

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    • OMG, you’ve been to Paris, too! (As to the scuba, blushing now. Painful and humiliating moment, where now I’m exposed. Haven’t worked up the courage to post top 10 humiliating lifetime moments. But I have the title for it down already – “I HATE SCUBA”)

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  8. You seriously need to put your foot down on this one, for Paris is one of the most magical cities on this earth (louvre, Notre Dame, Matisse, Louis Vuitton 😉

    If you don’t win this round go on a separate trip alone, totally worth it!

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  9. Paris next year for sure.

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  10. Now in all fairness to your family your Highness…it is hot in Paris in August, everyone is on holiday (typically in the South of France), and the city is full of sweaty tourists (mostly American) – which can slightly skew the absolute beauty of the city. Yes, I’ve been often – in every season (twice a year for work for fifteen years and when I was a kid for family reunions on my mom’s side) – and the least magnificent month is August. This was intended to make you feel slightly more benevolent towards your subjects. And all of that said, when you do go (which you will) – you will fall in love. Listen to a little Francoise Hardy – she’s no Piaf, but she has a voice that makes you smile.

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    • “Yes, I’ve been often.” La de da. I’ve been there, let me pause and think, ZERO times. So, nice try on the effort to rain on my Paris parade by deflecting the matter to August – “the least magnificent month.” That’s the equivalent of saying to me Chocolate ice cream beats Vanilla. (It’s all d*mn good!) I’ll will check out Francois Hardy. And, as to my subjects, the bread winner will need to choke off the supply of food to get them to tow the line. 🙂

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      • Laughing hysterically. I know Mimi’s heart was in the right place, but I had a feeling the balm she attempted to administer was not gonna bring much solace… Her musical recommendation is wonderful, though. :-). Another couple of suggestions: Corneille and Carla Bruni. And perhaps an order of pommes frites to lessen the sting? 😉

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      • Ok King, excuuuuuuussse me…You have seen SO flippin’ much, who has an incredibly expansive world view despite the missing trip to Paris, who is regarded by everyone in the realm to be the ultimate bon vivant, (maybe a teeny bit neurotic too, but that provides your adoring subjects with the assurance that you’re human)…you are deriding a mere mortal such as I? Were you not the King, kind sir, I would consider the gauntlet thrown. A bientot, mon roi…a bientot…:-)

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      • Whoa. Karma Truck is talking “smack” – – yet, I’m not really sure. Let me pull out the dictionary to understand all of the 7-8 letter words that you are spewing out here. And if big words weren’t enough, you go and move to a foreign language to double down. My head spinning. Bon Vivant: a person having cultivated, refined, and sociable tastes especially with respect to food and drink. That’s certainly not me. Neurotic, ok, even I know what that is. You have me there. And I’ve spent 3 minutes searching for the definition of your closing punch line – and couldn’t figure it out. I’m certain you did that on purpose too…to leave me hanging – making me feel uncultured (is that a even a word?). 🙂

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  11. I take it that you have managed to negotiate a nice little set of concessions from those who bullied you into this. I mean, you didn’t roll over without saying ‘if I were to agree, what are you going to do for me in return?”, did you? And I presume you have a written agreement that next year the decision is exclusively yours?

    And you aren’t sighing now to us without having done more than sigh in the moment when the conflict was live, are you? I presume you winced, squealed, bleated, shivered convincingly. Maybe not, given that you lost?! I can offer you some great wincing tips if you need them.

    Seriously, sorry you didn’t get what you wanted. Dammit you work hard enough the rest of the year not to have something wonderful to look forward to. (I’m not saying the caribbean isn’t wonderful, but I’m with you on the Paris thing).

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    • Laughing. Here we go. It takes a practical Brit to show me the way. Wincing? Michael, you know the North American approach. Blustery, showy, loud, kicking, screaming – and still lose – and extract nothing in exchange. The last written agreement I have with my crew – was on the dog. I had them agree to a 10 point plan in writing. (Dad will not feed the dog. Dad will not walk the dog. Dad will not take the dog out for walks…etc.) Less than 1 week later, this written agreement is trash. You would think that after losing so many of these battles, one would take a different approach. (Definition of Insanity: Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome.) Next Year: Katie bar the door. Dad is taking the bull by the horns.

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      • The vision of you taking the bull by the horns is, watch shall we say…….vivid. Better warn the neighbours.

        Here’s a suggestion; never too late to renegotiate; see if you can lock down next year’s deal now: if you lose at least you’ve got 12 months to keep nibbling away/wince/kick/scream, all of it from the higher moral ground. Plenty of enjoyment to be had from that position.

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      • OK Michael. Enough said. I’m on the case!

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  12. Keep believing bro…keep believing!

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  13. Commiserations to you, David. Paris will still be there for you next year. 😉

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  14. Alex Jones says:

    I have never been to Paris, must make a date to do that.

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