The bad news is that it’s really, really hot in Paris right now. The good news is that it doesn’t get dark until 10:30, so that when things start cooling off in the evening there’s still plenty of light left.
Not that Paris isn’t beautiful in the dark…
I arrived a bit behind schedule yesterday afternoon and promptly crashed, very happy to not have to do any more heavy lifting until the 15th, when I move to the apartment I’ve rented. In the meantime I’m with a generous friend in a generously sized apartment whose thick stone walls manage to keep some of the heat outside.
We hibernated for the afternoon, and then went to the Marais for dinner at a pizza place I’d read about recently. The pizza was, frankly, weird, but it had cooled off just enough to sit outside, the company was good, and there was a glass of rosé in front of me. Plus, not finishing the pizza left room for coconut gelato at Pozzetto.
Who am I kidding? I would have found the space.
I’ll tell you where there is no more space: In my largest bag which, weighing in at 67 pounds was just shy of the weight limit for a single piece of luggage on an international flight.
But I promise you that I need every single thing in that suitcase. For once, I haven’t brought any excess baggage to Paris.