Hemingway Hunt

STOP #1

Place de la Contrescarpe

 I imagine this place is much like it is now, crowded and not super nice, a side street where all the regular people come out and fraternize. There's something dirty about it, not dirty as in gross, but as in the earth.

STOP #2

STOP #3

WALK THROUGH…

Walk A:

 

STOP #4

STOP #5

STOP #6

 (I also forgot to take a picture at 27 rue de Fleurus please have mercy I did this walk out of order!)

Continue on your Hemingway Hunt as he describes his attempt to Walk Without Getting Hungry….(Take photos all places marked in bold)

 

Cafés and Brasseries and Restaurants where Hemingway wrote and socialized…

STOP #7

Hemingway would go to Lipp, order beer and potatoes, eat bread, then get sausage and more beer. This is exactly what I expected of him and I hope part of the reason he died was because of the high carb intake.

STOP #8 AND 9

STOP #10

Hemingway had several meals at Michaud’s – a restaurant that is now Les Comptoir des Saints Pères 

He went to Michaud's with his wife, but saw James Joyce and company here.

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STOP #12

Hemingway hated gay men and tolerated gay women because they "didn't do anything they were disgusted by" and "lived happy lives" because of it. (So fuck him then!)

Conclude:

“Don’t be insulting just because you want to act like an eccentric.” This line is particularly hilarious and also a direct insult to Hemingway, which I adore, and it's also very true and I want to tell it to every pretentious asshole I ever meet!

I never really found any incident funny except when Hemingway got talked back to by a guy at a cafe whom he didn't really know. He tries to use humor to make the reader think badly about other people or to think little of them, which I didn't like per se, but I get it. I also hate people for no other reason than I just don't like the way they talk, so I guess I can't be judge and jury for that one. 

This book is not significant at all except that Hemingway brags about being a violent homophobe and name drops everyone he possibly could. It's more valuable in being a log of other better people's activities than Hemingway's own. I said this in previous blog posts, but I don't believe in Precious Places and Precious People. The cafe Hemingway sat at is not more special because he sat in it. It's probably mostly an entirely different cafe that just has the same name at this point. 

The phrase "moveable feast" is the turn of phrase Hemingway uses to describe simply the fact that Paris stays with you. While you're here you're being fulfilled in a different, richer, more vibrant way than anywhere else, and when you leave, you never really leave because Paris follows you. It's like a shadow, always lingering if you'd just turn around and look at it. And it's always just as sumptuous as the last time.