Youth is wasted on the young, said an old friend of mine. I wish I believed him. You are young and then one day you are not. Youth is innocence. Though innocence can be lost at any age I assume. Holding on to some part of it is like holding on to a lifeline. On another hand, Proust said "True paradise, is the one we've lost". I must be in paradise than!!!
If like me, you too are
In Search Of Lost Time, and perhaps in search of some part of Proust himself, than I will share a little find I have discovered recently. Kind of a cool concept actually, if you are part nerd, and part adventurer. So, there are tours "by the book" where you can follow your favorite authors' lives and works while visiting the city. Now, I wouldn't advise signing up for
this particular tour, unless you are a woman on a mission and over 50 - as this seems to be the focus - no offense of course. But I will assume some Proust fans are young-ish. So
this site makes it a bit easier, and is more all-encompassing. The five walking tours presented reflect the circularity of Proust's existence and of his novel's design. They also provide a wonderful way of discovering the Paris.
http://www.nysoclib.org
I thought these nostalgic images from my mom's student years in Paris would be appropriate for the theme of this blog!
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