Not one French person has been rude to us. In fact, a good percent speak some English and are quite helpful.
Orientals can not stand not touching sculptures in the Louvre or taking flash pictures in Notre Dame, even during a Mass. Signs prohibiting these activities are in many languages including a couple I presumed to be Japanese and Chinese. Guards were kept busy.
I always liked croissants in America. I never knew how good a croissant could be before the little pastry shop around the corner opened Tuesday.
I am now a conspiracy theorist. The French keep all the good wine in France and ship the bad stuff to the USA - and mark it up. De Anne bought some even cheaper wine today. I can not imagine covering the cost of the cork and bottle, let alone putting good wine inside for €1.60 (about $2.00).
I have been in a number of cities and the only one even close to "strollable" is Seattle. Going for a stroll in Paris is sheer delight.
A stroll along the Seine.
The Bastille Monument a block from our flat. About ten streets feed into this circle. Thank goodness for walk lights.
Looking toward our street. We are just past the McDonalds (1,000 in France). Lucky us that we face an inner courtyard and not the street. Note the rental bikes. Insert your coins and take a bike. Return it at any other stand in the city. cars on the right, buses and bikes use the left lane.
Our stroll down the canal St-Martin. There is a lock to lower boats 5-6 feet into the Seine. Sailors will note the lee boards on this 60 foot boat. The white cover at the bow hides the massive manual winch that lowers and raises the masts for passage under bridges.
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