European Stars and Stripes (Newspaper) - June 7, 1990, Darmstadt, Hesse                                A amps photos by Peter Jaeger above from top a Dixieland band plays on the Boulevard Montmartre an old aristocrat Stolls through a Park a Vendor at a left Bank Book stall. At right two people relax in front of the palais de Justice and a parisian catches 40 winks in the Luxembourg Garden. Continued from Page 11 them from a Little shop he knows. And cheese. My How the Man adores cheese fetched from another Little shop he knows. And for lunch wine on the Cool White Side. Peter not Likely to be caught dead buying tourist Type grub carries his own. So there we Are picnicking on a Bench Over Paris on the Eiffel Tower after hiking up it. We Are the envy of the tourists. They Are eating instant tourist swill. We Are eating quaintly making a statement for fiscal responsibility having Beaucoup fun. From up there the Seine is running Lime Green with a dash of Orange. From up there the Church of acre Coeur is a White shining dream floating in the Montmartre distance. Quot my god this is great Quot says Peter holding up the wine bottle to watch the Sun gleam through the Glass. Light and Shadow. He plays with it for a moment then slices off a bit of cheese. Quot in t this great unbelievable Quot snap snap. There goes Peter. Would a Strawberry Blond lass from London mind pausing for a picture on or. Eiffel s Tower Well us she giggles All right. Big shy English girl smile. Peter crouches shifts getting the Light right. Getting the Tower Over her shoulder. Getting her hair gleaming her eyes glowing under a Blue hazy Paris sky. Even the nearly senile can appreciate this pretty picture. Paris is a 24-hour show and the Best part of it is there is no charge. Attention pickpockets Don t waste your valuable time on us. No Money you can always go Down to the River and watch the Bridges being crossed. Here come the Early morning joggers Over the Pont neuf one of them balancing sacks of groceries in each hand. Here come the Early morning Speed boat racers ripping under the Bridges through big splashes of Sunrise. Here comes a sightseeing boat sputtering past in a Wake of waving Brown foam the tinny voice of the tour guide squawking above the engines the mob on Board waving to people taking the Sun on the Banks. There goes Peter rocketing away. Snap snap. Quot my god i could stay Here for two years and not get enough it s a shame we have to go  lurching off again. Big stepping up the cobbled Hill from the River. Running into a group of College kids from the states who Are doing an instant tour of Europe. They have a Day in Paris on their four Day Blitz package tour of the old world. It s not such a Good idea to do a Blitz tour of Paris. The kids could miss just a voice floating in the dark the Ailey behind the Ornat voice singing so soft ands the rust off a title butt. Thi streets that seem to Vav his Rue de l Cancienne come arts place Pialle. They might even miss her eyes stare out her ski shops posters and Polca was turning menus minds t even born. Poor dream go less. They could Overlook the King Louis Xiv like a you Steed prancing in the squad Quot actually Quot says Peter aim Quot he was a fat Slob who it they might not Makei Elysee and see the old be like he stepped from the be. They could miss that m the Plain Little House in 3alais Royal a trembling and Beautiful As to Peel could miss the names of to you As you pass. The the Rue de Andre Des Rilyn. In Paris Marilyn lives still blows up at you from it the dream goddess who Mush before the kids were stylized statue of the Sun god on his magnificent before the louvre Ghis camera at the King or  the Park by the champs Leman dripping aristocracy Century moving in precious Small Steps aided Gay his Cane and a very properly dressed Young As it ant. He seems a rare species an original Chaft Elysee specimen on a grand Avenue that has Losi on the 1.1-mile stretch bore the ashes of Napolez have been replaced by a j the ilk of times Square the hotels fancy restaurant skidding off the Avenue the most Beautiful in the won hour photo shops Golden food palaces now fight to. Space. In just one Day the a on the left Bank pursuing from their Green stalls. A Dumas there and Back m next to the prints of Naug ago in their roaring 20s u. Such of its Chic triumphal path that once elegant promenades is wearing mob More of of la Grande France. Great haute couture have gone has been described As the while sweatshirt and one Ches and double deck fast it Yal hamburger and pizza Jay not see the Book Sellers acid lives of Selling books Stendhal Here some a bit of Balzac tucked in looking ladies from Long Errear. They la miss tromping through the narrow cobbled streets and finding the Little Parks with the funny old lamps the touches of Grace in a Paris that is threatened everywhere by the growling fuming beast automobile at night they won t run into the sudden dead spots the dark silences stuck Between blocks of Light and noise. Every time the kids turned around they would be tripping Over history even in the hot new places where the past fights to push through the present like a Flower through a crack in the Stone. They might not make it below to hear the subway Jam sessions. A great booming of Drums smashing echoing rhythms throbbing through the tunnels like 10 trains coming. Squatting and sitting africans Pound away with their hands. Others Spring up in wild dancing. One Bangs on a split in the subway Wall with a pair of Sticks knocking paint off the Wall. It May be the Best show in town and it does t Cost a thin centimes. They Likely won t catch the sidewalk dynamite Dixieland band that has the crowd on the Boulevard Montmartre snapping and singing and shuffling and begging for More. But the Eagle photographer is catching it All a snap snap a and dropping Money in the hat for More. The kids might not be Able to convey to the folks Back Home the Scurry and noise and fast shuffling going on in the Market of fleas and thieves watch your Wallet or the look of Sellers who Range from hard looking characters with scars on their faces and cigarettes dangling from their Mouths whose voices Stab out like stilettos trying to sell you something to the watery eyed staring fellow who sits with his hands folded a faded Blue Scarf around his neck listening to melancholy violin music not seeming to care whether he Sells anything or not. The Young people on the Blitz package tour might miss some of that but Peter of the Long legs and the undimmed passion seems determined to keep chasing and photographing his old flaming Beauty until she throws up her hands and finally whispers Quot my god Man. That s All there  top a Barge makes its Way Down the Seine in the Early morning in the background is the Silhouette of the hotel de Ville. Above a policeman deals with a Motorist on the Avenue Des champs Elysses. At left sightseers pause on the second platform of the Eiffel Tower. 12 stripes Magazine june 7,1990 june 7, 1990 stripes Magazine