I collect old guide books because, well, I don’t read fiction so that doesn’t leave a whole lot else to read. Ha ha ha!
I happened to pick up a 2005 Frommer’s guide to Paris. I thumbed through it and became deep in thought…
I found myself really thinking, debating, hard, about whether or not I should buy this book. FOR A DIME.
Take a look: the frontispiece photo ALONE is worth every penny of that dime:
While THIS picture (below) cost me about $4,000:
This is the Brasserie du Champ du Mars, a cafe near my old stomping grounds in the 7th arrondisement near the American University in Paris, also called The American Quarter because it’s where Rick Steves sends all his readers.
There I was, taking the exact same photo as Frommer’s!
My photo is from the 28-day road trip that Top Cat and took through France in 2005, the one I’m busy writing about and illustrating EVEN AS WE SPEAK. And when you see my painting of this cafe here (where Top Cat and I would partake of our morning tea and croissants) in That Damn France Book, I just want you to know that I’d already done my illustration before I had any idea that Frommer’s was READING MY MIND.
Next time I go to France, I’m wearing my tin foil hat.