Paris pages

More iffy weather. Everyone's complaining, "We don't know how to dress!" People poking each other with their umbrellas, the usual iffy weather drill.  Versailles has a Sunday market, and we've had our fill of the Chateau and garden, so we're glad to go...

Miserable weather, leading Parisians (and others) to wonder if this is the beginning of another "Year without a summer," like the Little Ice Age of 1816. Temperatures aren't unseasonable, but water falling from the sky dat after day is unprecedented...

Today we took a train ride 80 miles out to Giverny to visit Monet's garden. I usually start by telling how we get there, but today, one pretty picture at the top to show you why we go...

Not a cloud in the sky this morning when we awaken. It finally quieted down about 5am, and, blessedly, the construction across the street was relatively quiet this morning...

Today promises to be another sultry day – high humidity and temperature. We returned our Webspot device to its owners, a bunch of younglings just up the street, and then wandered over to wait in the shade for the Pompidou Center to open...

After a run of really great places to stay, I must start today by saying, we are not happy with our place in Paris. It's noisy 24/7, with heavy construction from 7am, and then heavy street noise (I'm struggling to resist the racist wind that's blowing through Europe) from 4pm until about 4am...

We started our expedition by climbing down into the bowels of the City, level -5, where the RER trains run. We were headed out to Saint-Germain-en-Laye, birthplace and one-time home of Louis XIV, but nowadays the for-now home of our dear friends Mike and Janice Whitacre...

Out just after ten, and a bus through the busy Sunday center of Paris to Place Pigalle, and then up the hill -- many steps -- to the top of the Butte Montmartre, the highest knob in Paris, on top of which is built the tall, white, Basilica of the Sacred Heart, nicknamed Sacre Coeur...