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A stroll through the neighborhood

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I got this new phone, a Samsung Galaxy. It has an app that tracks your health habits. It says mine are good, which is a relief, though a little hard to believe. Nobody is perfect, though, so even as Samsung was patting me on the back it was saying, so, how about walking 10,000 steps each day. I'm out with jumpy little Jacques a couple of times each day anyway. Sure, how about it? 10,000 steps gives you a lot of time to think. Me? I was thinking about the number of times I have heard, just in the last couple of weeks, "When are you coming back to the States?" How nice, my friends want to see me. At first my answer was "never" but that upset people. I have modified my response to "I don't know. Right now my stay is indefinite." That seems to be the diplomatic way to go. So, nattering over, I looked up and saw this, less than 5,000 steps from my front door. If I had looked the other way I'd have seen the gilded horses of the Pont Alexandre and the glazed roof of the Grand Palais. If I had wanted to drown my progress in a little apero, L'Esplanade, a fashionable little cafe, was just across the street and ready to welcome me. Honestly, guys, the answer to the question is, I don't know. I may well return to the States -- never say never -- but this life is good.
I got this new phone, a Samsung Galaxy. It has an app that tracks your health habits. It says mine are good, which is a relief, though a little hard to believe. Nobody is perfect, though, so even as Samsung was patting me on the back it was saying, so, how about walking 10,000 steps each day. I’m out with jumpy little Jacques a couple of times each day anyway. Sure, how about it? 10,000 steps gives you a lot of time to think. Me? I was thinking about the number of times I have heard, just in the last couple of weeks, “When are you coming back to the States?” How nice, my friends want to see me. At first my answer was “never” but that upset people. I have modified my response to “I don’t know. Right now my stay is indefinite.” That seems to be the diplomatic way to go. So, nattering over, I looked up and saw this, less than 5,000 steps from my front door. If I had looked the other way I’d have seen the gilded horses of the Pont Alexandre and the glazed roof of the Grand Palais. If I had wanted to drown my progress in a little apero, L’Esplanade, a fashionable little cafe, was just across the street and ready to welcome me. Honestly, guys, the answer to the question is, I don’t know. I may well return to the States — never say never — but this life is good.

3 Replies to “A stroll through the neighborhood”

    1. Yeah, I must say, that phone is not intuitive. It saved me a bundle over the iPhone but I don’t know. Right now I feel like cutting my all bells-and-whistles plan back to something very basic. I don’t see using much more than the camera and that health app. I recommend it, by the way, even for the likes of us. That at least is pretty good. Not that you asked, but I found out that the big boys have started low-cost carriers, so I have Sosh, which is Orange, only it costs less. After paying what I did in the States, 25 euros a month looks pretty good.

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  1. MMM that sounds good, will check that out !

    I only really use text, calls and email for work purposes anyway, would have been happy to stick with my early 90’s brick of a mobile phone but time marches on I guess

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