It goes without saying that anyone living in Paris is inured to cold and gray skies. When the ever-elusive sun decides to come out, everyone sprints to the nearest terrace, sheds their layers, and leaves their sunglasses at home to feel the warm rays on their face. We’re heading into the second week of May and the temperature has been lingering between 13-15°C (55-59°F) for the last week and a half. I’ve brought out the winter coat from seasonal retirement and while it pains me to wear it so close to summer, I’m optimistic.
I’ve been dealing with a bad back, what an osteopath thinks might be a weak disc and has been causing quite a lot of discomfort. Still, it sometimes feels better when I stay mobile so I took a little stroll on Saturday before the weather turned. I took a look around the Marché des Enfants Rouges, thought about buying some Italian cheese, and headed through the little park across from rue de bretagne/rue du temple. Back in my neighborhood, I met a friend for coffee and ran into another. Running into friends in Paris makes me feel like I really am home.
Hope everyone had a lovely Mother’s Day weekend (in the States)!
**Just learned that this post was chosen as an Editor’s Pick on Open Salon! Glad people seem to like all the strolling pics of Paris, will definitely try to keep it a more regular feature.
