I’m sipping espresso under an awning on the Boulevard Saint-Germain; footsore, slumped in a wicker chair, and thumbing through the morning’s selfies. One on a Bateau Mouche; another backdropped by the tubular carapace of the Centre Pompidou; and a rushed composition involving the Neptune fountain at Versailles, plumes of water appearing to spurt from my head.
My mobile pings with incoming images of your brunch: oeufs en meurette with espresso and croissant.
Tapping the thumbs-up symbol, something occurs to me. I pick up my chair and move to your side of the table. “Dites fromage,” I say, holding my phone aloft.
Haha…Love this. Excellent commentary of the world in which we live. Nice twist at the end. Well done!
Cheers Erika, very kind comment.
Made me laugh – my husband is an amateur photographer and he always says it looks like he hasn’t been on holiday with me!
Thanks, Caroline. Do you resist the urge to ‘photobomb’ his images? 🙂
Ce si bon! J’ai beaucoup aimé. I’m always proud when I recall the French I learned in school! But seriously…great story. Speaks truth about society’s obsessional relationships with our cellphones and social media. We forget about the human relationships.
Merci Christa, c’est très gentil. Yes, so many aspects of work and leisure are being stripped of human connection.
Great story, very vivid and so true in many aspects of modern lives these days. We’ll done!
Thanks Andrea. My friend Ian is preparing for an exhibition of his photography, and I noticed how many of those featuring people in cities involved more than one mobile phone.