As reported elsewhere, I boarded Delta Flight 220 yesterday afternoon, destined for the City of Lights. And voila, here I am about 14 hours later. After an uneventful flight and RER ride into Paris, one of Glen's assistants met us at our lovely apartment in the Marais. Determined not to immediately go to sleep, we went out for an adventure at the Marche Bastille. Many people say it is one of the best farmer's markets in Paris.
Here is the obelisk in Place de la Bastille, where the infamous prison used to stand:
And here's a lovely scene from the market:
We got all sorts of fresh fruits and vegetables. More strawberries (delicious ones) than we could ever eat for about 2 euro. It's seriously good stuff. And as you can see, it's a beautiful day in Paris. We're having a brief sitdown at the apartment and then it's off to enjoy more of the day.