I'll be making my annual trip to the U.S. next week. I have my plane ticket, my train ticket, and a hotel room reserved at the airport in Paris. My plane departs before noon, so I have to be in the airport pretty early Monday morning. The only way to be sure I don't miss the plane is to go and spend a night either in Paris or out at CDG/Roissy. Staying at the airport is kind of boring, but it's a lot less stressful the morning of the flight — I'm right there.
When I arrive in Paris on Sunday afternoon, I think I'll take a long walk across the city, pulling my suitcase behind me. The exercise will do me good. The walk from the Gare d'Austerlitz over to Les Halles won't take more than an hour. It all depends on the weather, of course, but it's supposed to be dry and fairly mild over the weekend. That's the weather I'm hoping for.
Maybe I'll stop along the way at the Café Louis-Philippe and have a glass of wine or a cup of espresso, or both. I'll eavesdrop on the conversations going on around me. In fact, maybe I'll have lunch. It will be about 2 p.m. when I get there. I used to spend entire weeks, months and even years in Paris. Nowadays I make do with a few hours every once in a while. If I still lived in the U.S., I might not get even that short glimpse of Paris every year.
I don't look forward to spending 8 hours on an airplane and at least 6 hours in airports to get to my destination, but I do look forward to arriving over there and spending time with family and friends. The two weeks will just fly by.
Meanwhile, above are some photos of the big forsythia bush in our back yard here in Saint-Aignan. It's been in full bloom for a while now. As always, you can click or tap on the images to see them at a larger size.