Miami was a blast. On the last day, I climbed into a cab with my camera to go walk around the Mimo district, on Biscayne Blvd. It's full of fifites-style motels, in various stages of decrepitude, but oh so groovy. Even the sidewalks are atomic. Take a look.
There was aslo this cute little lady waiting for the bus in her best Easter frock.
You can check out my full collection of Miami pictures here.
I went to the Saint-Michel flea market with Pat last week and happened on this little dude: a stuffed raccoon holding a Slinky. He looked like a Parisian gamin playing mucis for his dinner, funny and sad at the same time. Who would buy this?Sometimes I think the Saint-Michel sellers either have the weirdest sense of humour. Or maybe they are just really, really bored.
I don't know about you, but the week of rain that the weather girl is predicting for the rest of the week depresses me. That's why I'll be spending the long Easter weekend in sunny Miami, sipping drinks by the pool and enjoying the wonderful South Beach art deco architecture.
This is the kind of silly music I love to listen to while cleaning the house of doing some reno. My friend Dominic sent me this yesterday. And just in time, too! I want to repaint my living room.
L'Infonie was created during Expo 67. The name if this track is "J'ai perdu 15 cents dans le froid d'un ange bronze", which means "I lost fifteen cents in the cold nose of a bronze angel". I guess they liked smoking the wacky tobacky in those days.