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A sunny day to walk Paris.


We ate, watched the Paris Marathon, ate, and strolled. Then we just watched Paris (while we ate, of course…)

Paris Marathon

Paris Marathon


Shouldn’t Gene Kelly be here?



After all that walking, we rested up until it was time to eat again.

But absolutely NO Americans!

But absolutely NO Americans! (Because really—you just have to draw the line somewhere.)

What was your favorite spring day ever? What would be the perfect one?