Saturday, April 23, 2011
April in Paris
We arrived to spectacular summer weather. People sprawled on the lawns of parks, sitting on fountain edges, taking advantage of an entirely atypical spring. The song "April in Paris" is said to have been called that because the lyrics scanned, not because the weather is usually very nice, but it's hit the jackpot this year.
We left SF on time, flew northward over these pretty snow-capped mountains, and arrived early in Frankfurt. Where we sat for several hours waiting for our connection. How I hate United for cancelling the direct flight from SFO to Paris some years ago!
But now we're back and walking our usual paths again. We've been to the Marais,
had lunch in the Palais Royal gardens,
and dodged sunbathing tourists in the Tuileries. April in Paris indeed.