It seems like Sabrina has been trying to get me to attend a cooking class with her since we first started dating over two years ago. I love cooking (though grilling is more my thing than things in the kitchen). It’s just the idea of having strangers watching while I’m cooking wasn’t that appealing. Nonetheless, shortly after our wedding I promised Sabrina that I would try a cooking class with her at least once.
As 4th of July approached we both needed a brief getaway, so I booked us one night at Chateau Elan. The reason I chose this over other getaways was the cooking school. Going in I was a bit skeptical, but it was great! We both had a fantastic time. Here’s a quick video I pieced together.
Today was day one of the honeymoon in Paris, and even with the rain it turned out just fine. Â Our flight landed a bit late, due to technical difficulties getting off the ground in Atlanta (something was wrong with the entertainment system, and God forbid people have to fly without the ability to watch re-runs of The Office). Â We were picked up by Christian, the American Driver in Paris, who took us to a small park in Montmatre to enjoy cheeses, fruit, pastries, and champagne. Â Then we drove around Paris, where he pointed out the major sites for us to come back to throughout the week.
After that we were exhausted, so we checked into the hotel for a quick nap. Â We’re staying at the Hilton Arc de Triomphe . As soon as we arrived in the room a bottle of champagne was delivered, along with some sort of chocolaty dessert. We still have the champagne on ice, but the dessert was wonderful. We think Sabrina mentioned it’s our honeymoon when she made the reservations, as that is the only reason they would have sent this our way.
The hotel is very interesting, with an art deco interior. It reminds me of Rockefeller Center.
At any rate, rather than boring everyone with every detail, after a short nap (in which we were awoken by an intercom malfunction) we went to the Arc de Triomphe. There’s a beautiful view of the city from there. After that we wondered around, hopped on a train, and went to the other side of Paris near the Pont Neuf to try to find something for dinner which was authentic and non-touristy. Mission accomplished. We had a fabulous dinner in a local bistro.
I’ll post pictures later - at some point. Tomorrow will most likely be very busy, so it may be a while.
Tonight we went to see David Sedaris read essays and entertain a crowd at the Cobb Energy Center (I know, Cobb is an odd choice for the public-radio listening crowd). As expected, it was hilarious and entertaining. There was even a question about Twitter. Someone in the audience asked if he was on Twitter, and he proceeded to say that he’s only been on the internet since June. He won’t be using Twitter until everyone else has moved on and is doing something else.
After getting home, of course I had to post the obligatory tweet about enjoying the show with a reference to something only others attending would understand. And let’s face it, that’s how you get street cred, by letting everyone know “I was there” (you know you do it… it’s no different than putting the Apple sticker in the rear window of your car). What’s surprising is that I immediately received a response from someone I don’t even know which said “@rockyhunter I was the one that asked him why he wasn’t on Twitter. Glad we got a funny story out of it.” Whoa, that was unexpected. This lead me to immediately run a Twitter search on “Sedaris”. Wow there were a lot of us there in the crowd. Suddenly I’m reading 140 character snippets of others who were sitting in the same auditorium with me two hours ago, enjoying the same entertainment. Our collective shared experience just became a bit more personal with people I don’t even know. Â Nonetheless, reading through the tweets simulated an experience you might have with friends reliving the event together over a drink.
This has happened to me one other time. On the Sunday the AJC decided to conduct Peachtree registration online, the entire system crashed. Feeling such a sense of outrage, I wanted to ensure others were equally as miserable as me (misery loves company). Â Twitter quickly confirmed that the entire Atlanta online community was experiencing the same problem as me with the debacle of a registration. Â But in that situation I actively searched for others to validate that it wasn’t only me having the problem. Â Tonight, through the Twitter reply from another member of the audience, the crowd found me.
Perhaps checking to see what the twits are saying will become a part of every big event for me in the future.
This post marks the third iteration of my blog, Rambles by Rock. Â My blog has been largely inactive for the past year or two, and now with new changes I’m attempting to start it back up. Â In two weeks I’ll be married and on the way to Paris, so it seems like an appropriate time to start with a fresh new blog. Â There are a few other technical reasons I’m starting this blog over, but I won’t bore you with those.
So feel free to check back every so often. Â Or subscribe via RSS, which is my personal preference. Â There will probably be less political commentary here than you may have seen in the past. Â Instead, look for more personal updates, perspectives on interactive marketing, and general musings on technology trends.
Now let’s see if I actually keep this thing going.