The week in Paris was as wonderful as it could possibly be. Maybe that’s because I was there with all four of my daughters, Jean Aims, Holly Feist, Priscilla Wisner and Patricia Miller, plus son-in-law Cliff Aims. Good travelers all. We sight-saw, we ate, we shopped, we museumed, we rode the Metro, we walked along the Seine, and zoomed to the top of the Eiffel Tower (via the elevators, thank you).
Contrary to persistent rumors that Parisians are snobbish and unfriendly, we found those we met to be warm and accommodating. That goes especially for the members of the “Elvis MyHappiness” Fan Club whom I had the privilege of meeting in the shop by the same name. For any Elvis fans who may be visiting Paris, the shop is right in the heart of the city at number 9 Rue Notre-Dame des Victoires. It is packed with Elvis memorabilia and serves as a focal place for local fan club members.
Proprietors Jean-Pierre and Jean-Marie made us feel most welcome. Performer Ricky Norton stopped by and, at daughter Patty’s request, honored us with an a cappello rendition of one of his songs. (Check out Ricky on U-Tube—he’s got the moves.) I was flattered that Jean-Pierre plans to give copies of Graceland Express as Christmas presents for his fellow fans.
In all, it was fun to see that fans are just as passionate about Elvis in Paris as they are in the U.S. Many of them have visited Graceland and Elvis’s birthplace in Tupelo, Mississippi and Jean-Pierre has gone on the Elvis Cruise of the Hawaiian islands.
My favorite thing in Paris? Yes, I loved seeing again the originals of the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo…I gasped at the obscene luxury of the palace of Versailles…and there were times in intimate little restaurants when I felt as if I had walked into a Cezanne painting. In spite of all that, I blush to admit that my favorite is the most touristy experience of all—to view that marvelous city at night from the top of the Eiffel Tower catches at my heart each time. From there, it is indeed the City of Lights.