Le Train Bleu

This Gare de Lyon restaurant gets my vote for 
"most elegant place to get a meal—or just a drink—
in a train station."  It's been here since 1901
but was renamed in 1963, for the overnight express 
train (with the dark blue sleeping cars) 
that carried the rich and famous from Calais 
down to the French Riviera.

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Cheers!

A big bowl o' bubbly at Le Train Bleu,
the gorgeous restaurant in the Gare de Lyon—
definitely worth a visit, even if you just
have a glass of that (domestic!) Champagne.

{BTW, you can call it Champagne—with a capital C—
only if it comes from that region in France; 
otherwise, it's champagne.  A small distinction, and yet . . .}

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Mystery Woman

Among all the hundreds of people
in the Gare de Lyon, my eyes (and camera)
were drawn to this woman.  Don't know if she's
famous, but she looks like she should be.
(Or maybe, to paraphrase, Michael Jackson 
is Alive and Well and Living in Paris.)

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 The Weekend in Black and White, and Podcast.] 

vintage vehicle

I went by the Gare de Lyon recently and
found some beautiful old cars on display out front.
My favorite was this 1937 Renault Celtaquatre.
It has a classy two-tone chassis and
 matching Michelin tires . . .

and the trunk actually is one!

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