Paris is beautiful every day, but as with most places, it’s even more special when temperatures are pleasant and the sun is shining.
We left Sydney on Wednesday, the day of the eerie red dust storm. Thanks to all who sent e-mails checking we were OK.
It turned out to be very lucky that our relatively inexpensive Singapore Airlines tickets required us to wake at 4am for a 5:30am taxi. Our plane had arrived in Sydney the night before so we were able to depart on time, in the midst of numerous cancellations and delays up and down the east coast of Australia.
The weather was truly bizarre. I’ve been in dust storms in Beijing but the intense orangey-red that permeated the sky and air in Sydney made it a bit freaky and scary. Clive’s grandson woke his parents and said, “The world’s turned red.” We were amazed to read in the news that by the following day the air quality was back to normal.
Singapore Airlines was up to its usual high standards and on the second flight, from Singapore to Paris, we had our first experience on an A380. I highly recommend it; it’s as quiet as all the reports said it is, the legroom in Economy class is excellent and the screens on each seat back are larger than any others we’ve seen.
What do you do when you first arrive in Paris? Having been sitting on airplanes for over 22 hours, we decided to walk to the apartment from the Air France bus drop-off near the Arc de Triomphe. On the way, we stopped at a café for our first French breakfast. Clive got the usual: croissant, tartine (length of baguette spread with sweet butter) with confiture (jam), freshly-squeezed orange juice, and coffee.
It may have been 9am in Paris, but it was 5pm in Sydney and I couldn’t resist ordering a sandwich (on a baguette) paté avec cornichons (country paté with small pickles), with a short black coffee, of course. Yum!
Thus fortified, we completed the trek to the apartment, where Clive got the fiddly hot water heater going without too much drama and our TV cable and wirelesss Internet connections, which we had installed last trip, were working well. What more could anyone ask for, than to be in Paris, with all technology working, and all the offerings of the city just outside? Life doesn’t get much better than that.
All This and Sunshine, Too
We’re trying to take advantage of some brilliant early autumn weather by getting outside and walking as much as possible. This also helps minimise the effects of jet lag.
As always, I am thrilled to be here.
Cheers and more from Paris soon.
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