Crooners laud the glories of Paris in the springtime, but that's never been my luck. Usually I'm here at the cusp of winter or worse, in the dog days of July. But this time I've hit it just right, and Paris on a fine spring day is everything you'd dream: Bright, leafy, slightly crisp.
Yesterday was one of those days. The place is nearly empty of Parisians; pretty much everyone has left town from a long holiday weekend. But don't let anyone tell you that the economy is discouraging travel: The city is packed with Germans, Brits, Russians and of course, Americans. We're in cafes, in Notre Dame, at the Warhol megaexhibit, on the Seine, in the Latin Quarter, and definitely in that mecca of gourmet goods, Fouchon.
Today's weather isn't quite so glorious, but it underscores one of Europe's great truths: Even in lousy weather, a day in Paris is forever fine.
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