I have continued my running and exercise regime, which makes me feel better.  One of the delightful things about running in Paris, and there are so many delightful things about Paris in general, is that you are always being visually reminded where you are.  I don’t think that there is another city like, or certainly not as dramatic as Paris.  Every corner you turn, you catch a glimpse of the Eiffel Tower peaking over the trees (or even sometimes in its full glory), or Notre Dame, or The Musée D’Orsay, or the Place de la Concorde.  This afternoon, when I was jogging back to the apartment through the Tuileries, I had a view of the gold top of the obelisk with the Arch de Triumph in the distance.  It really is breathtaking.

We had a very nice day.  A slow start, because it was raining a bit this morning, and after last night (I will get to that story later), we weren’t going to head out until we were sure that the rain had stopped and wasn’t going to start back up.  When it was safe, we went to get some lunch, and ended up at a nice Italian place near the Rue du Faubourg St. Honoré.  Not far from where we are staying.  We were looking for a place to get haircuts, but that was eluding us, so lunch was what we did first.  We did finally get our haircuts at a place just up the street.  After being turned away at the first place – I didn’t quite understand what she was saying, but I think she was saying that she was closing for lunch and we could come back later in the afternoon.  Fortunately, there was another shop across the way, and they were happy to take us.  We both look beautiful, and you will just have to take my word for it.  Pictures maybe tomorrow.

So, the story last night was about the rain.  We had a great day with Claire, and made plans to join them at their place for dinner and to visit with Theo.  He is great, and lots of jumping around and fun was had by all.  I decided, because the rain had subsided, that we would take one of the autolib’ cars, as there are a few parked around the corner, and I checked and there were some open parking spots near Alex and Claires.  Autolib’ is the Parisian auto sharing service.  Just as we were getting to the car, it began to rain again.  Fortunately, we were safe and dry in the car when it started to pour!  We go across town, and parked the car, and the deluge had stopped, so, while we got a bit drizzled on, it wasn’t terrible.  We had a great visit, and when it was time to go, I decided to use Uber to get home.  There were cars close, so I waited until we got downstairs before calling for the car.  It was only going to be five minutes, and by the time we walked to the curb, it should only be a few minutes wait.  Some of you may have used Uber, and one of the things that this geek likes to do, is track the driver’s progress.  Well, he didn’t move from where he started for about five minutes, and then began moving very slowly toward us.  He was just around the corner, and it was starting to drizzle again, so I called to make sure he was on his way.  He only spoke very little English and said five minutes, and I said that we had already been waiting for five minutes and then I notice on the phone, he was actually driving away from us, so we decided to head for another autolib’, and I cancelled the Uber and booked a car on auto lib’ a few blocks away.  As we crossed the street heading away from Alex and Claire’s and about halfway to the car, it began to rain buckets, and we were both soaked.  Now, many of you may be saying, “why didn’t you have an umbrella?”, and yes, that might have been a smart thing to have had, but we didn’t, and honestly, with David in the wheelchair, I couldn’t hold it, and it wouldn’t have helped much anyway.  Well, maybe David might have stayed slightly dryer.  We ducked under the awning of a really great bakery and waited for it to let up a little before proceeding.  It did, and we did, and got home and dried off, and went to bed.

We did, however, have a lovely view of the Eiffel Tower as we rushed to the car.