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13 THE PARIS CHRONICLES, PART ONE

ABOVE: THREE VIEWS OF FALCON’S ROOM. THE WINDOW WHERE HE WROTE THESE ESSAYS,
THE TV WITH THE BBC ON, AND THE FUTON WHERE HE SLEPT. RIGHT: JD PHOTOGRAPHING THE
APARTMENT BEFORE THEY LEFT. CENTER: THE VIEW FROM THE WINDOW ON THE LANDING. FAR
RIGHT: THE KITCHEN.

The day that began 36 or more hours earlier planed” at Terminal A and had to get to Ter-
in Newport, Rhode Island, stretched into 48 minal C for the flight to Paris. Not just Termi-
as the plane struggled to leave the tarmac at nal C, but Gate 3. All the way at the end of the
Washington-Dulles Airport. concourse. If you haven’t been to Dulles, just

I had had three hours of sleep somewhere on getting to the tram that connects Terminal A
I-95 between New Port and Greensboro. So, to the world is, well, bizarrely unusual and in-
I was worn and quite frayed. We had arrived efficient. So, as we entered Concourse C, the
in Greensboro later than expected – around last boarding call for our flight was loud and
11:00 AM – some 17 hours after leaving New clear.
Port (another looooong story) - finished re- Already tired, JD and I stormed forward.
packing and dealing with life – then headed Even more tired, struggling to catch our
for the airport. Of course, our flight to DC was breath, wet with perspiration, camera bags
late - late enough to collapse the half hour we and laptops in tow, we stood before the gate,
had in DC to catch the flight to Paris. We “de-

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