4/17/09
I should have gotten a picture but it didn’t work out. I was walking around today penniless and found a pretty nice suit coat and was already wearing my fedora. I reached in my pocket and found my harmonica and thought waht the hell, maybe Paris will take care of me if I put my hat down and play some blues.
So I found a nice busy corner in Montmarte and started to play with my hat in front of me. An hour later I had 70 centimes. That’s about a dollar. But I also had a big smile on my face. There’s something really good for the soul about playing the harmonica.
But I guess the blues don’t cut it in gay old Paris.
I spent my hard earned cash on a postcard for Hanane. Wish I had enough to buy her something nicer, but c’est la vie.
I did end up in about a dozen tourist videos, about a hundred pictures, and made a lot of kids and old people smile, and that is certainly worth something…at least to the soul.
Vago Damitio is the Vagabond in Chief. He is also a writer, blogger, traveler, adventurer and teacher. He has spent his life mastering how to have incredible adventures on minuscule budgets. Someday he hopes to have the option of using gigantic budgets for miniscule adventures.
