While the weather has been overwhelmingly overcast, often raining, in the late evening the skies tend to clear. Here we are around 8:00 PM crossing the Seine with Notre Dame in the background.

While the weather has been overwhelmingly overcast, often raining, in the late evening the skies tend to clear. Here we are around 8:00 PM crossing the Seine with Notre Dame in the background.

We’re halfway through our two-week stay in Paris and it is, as one would expect, fabulous. With this much time we can take things easy and just wander around the city almost aimlessly. To the extent that there have been aims, I’ve been trying to explore the many beautiful parks in the city. Some of them – Luxembourg Gardens, the Tuileries, Parc Monceau – are long-time favorites. But now I’ve had the time to get into parks that I’ve never been to before and they’re all pretty great. Paris is a funny city in some ways: expensive, packed with tourists, and yet a city where huge numbers of very ordinary families live. Given that no one has a yard here I guess it makes sense that they would have such great public spaces, seemingly everywhere.

Parks they’re good at, but not so much cocktails. One night in our hotel they’d offered us a free cocktail because our shower wasn’t working right. To our surprise and delight the bartender made great martinis. So the next night we decided to stop for a drink before dinner and pay for one. Unfortunately there was a new bartender. Still, we figured if one guy could make a martini the other guy could, too, right? The first clue was when I said I wanted it shaken and he asked “With ice?” Yeah, should have tipped me off that we’d end up with something that was two parts vermouth to one part gin. We’d asked to have them with a twist and got a twist … and a slice of lemon … and olives. And a straw. Note to self: don’t order cocktails in Paris.

Otherwise, it’s a great city. Here are a few of our favorite scenes from our first week in Paris.

I don't know how long it'll be up - it wasn't here in October - but there's a huge ferris wheel in the Place de la Concorde. We haven't been up there yet, but we will be one of these days.

I don’t know how long it’ll be up – it wasn’t here in October – but there’s a huge ferris wheel in the Place de la Concorde. We haven’t been up there yet, but we will be one of these days.

Grand Paris buildings and trees in the spring

Grand Paris buildings and trees in the spring

More grand buildings and beautiful trees

More grand buildings and beautiful trees

Luxembourg Gardens, one of my favorite places in Paris.

Luxembourg Gardens, one of my favorite places in Paris.

Luxembourg Gardens

Luxembourg Gardens

Park Clichy-Batignolles is a new park, still under construction. In the northwest part of the city - 17th Arrondissement - it was supposed to be the main campus for the 2012 Olympics. When London was selected as the host city, they decided to turn it into a huge park. In a different section was a big ramp area for kids - little and big - for skating and skateboards. Lots of kids using it, and not a helmet to be seen.

Park Clichy-Batignolles is a new park, still under construction. In the northwest part of the city – 17th Arrondissement – it was supposed to be the main campus for the 2012 Olympics. When London was selected as the host city, they decided to turn it into a huge park. In a different section was a big ramp area for kids – little and big – for skating and skateboards. Lots of kids using it, and not a helmet to be seen.

Just a couple blocks from the new Parc Clichy-Batignolles is the older and more classic Square des Batignolles

Just a couple blocks from the new Parc Clichy-Batignolles is the older and more classic Square des Batignolles

Paris in the spring

Paris in the spring

Parc Monceau, another of my favorite spots in all of Paris

Parc Monceau, another of my favorite spots in all of Paris

Parc Monceau

Parc Monceau

Just across the river from the Eiffel Tower we came on this statue of George Washington and LaFayette

Just across the river from the Eiffel Tower we came on this statue of George Washington and LaFayette

The Tuileries

The Tuileries

In Parc de la Belleville Mark finally found a place where his coat works as camouflage

In Parc de la Belleville Mark finally found a place where his coat works as camouflage

Don't tell me we don't know how to be tourists

Don’t tell me we don’t know how to be tourists

On a rambling walk we found this street of very un-Parisian buildings that looked more like Tokyo than Japan

On a rambling walk we found this street of very un-Parisian buildings that looked more like Tokyo than Japan

You can always stumble onto a market somewhere in Paris

You can always stumble onto a market somewhere in Paris

Colorful graffiti (graffito?) in Parc de Belleville

Colorful graffiti (graffito?) in Parc de Belleville

It's not just the buildings that can have colorful graffiti

It’s not just the buildings that can have colorful graffiti

The interior of the Church of St. Augustine, just one of any number of huge churches you can stumble into

The interior of the Church of St. Augustine, just one of any number of huge churches you can stumble into

Paris any time of the year in any one of untold thousands of cafés, bistros, brasseries, and restaurants

Paris any time of the year in any one of untold thousands of cafés, bistros, brasseries, and restaurants

On a rambling walk we found this street of very un-Parisian buildings that looked more like Tokyo than Japan

On a rambling walk we found this street of very un-Parisian buildings that looked more like Tokyo than Japan

That's a door. When you pass into his mouth you move into a hidden bar featuring Indian tapas and - most unParisian of all - fabulous Manhattans.

That’s a door. When you pass into his mouth you move into a hidden bar featuring Indian tapas and – most unParisian of all – fabulous Manhattans.

Mark along the Promenade Plantée. The city - traffic and all - is below us.

Mark along the Promenade Plantée. The city – traffic and all – is below us.

It was a very long flight from Buenos Aires to Paris. So long, in fact, that we went from fall to spring, just skipping over that pesky winter thing. But then we were in Paris. Without my luggage. Yes, for the first time since the adventure began – for the first time in many years, in fact – Mark’s bag showed up on the belt and mine didn’t. It’s one of those things you just don’t think of much, but if you travel with everything you own and your suitcase is lost, you’re left with not much at all.

Air France was really good about the process. Told me immediately that I could spend up to €100 on clothes and other necessities, that they normally find lost bags pretty quickly, and that they’d deliver it to my hotel. So after checking into our hotel I went to Banana Republic and bought a shirt, pair of shorts, socks, and underwear and it came to €102.79. Later that night I learned that they’d found the bag and by the next morning we were reunited. A little bit of worry, but in the end I have a free shirt, shorts, underwear, and socks. Not bad.

Walking from the train station to our hotel we passed the Church of St. Vincent de Paul and it's blooming trees. We had a sense we'd be happy here.

Walking from the train station to our hotel we passed the Church of St. Vincent de Paul and it’s blooming trees. We had a sense we’d be happy here.

Beautiful blossoms around the Tower of Saint Jacques

Beautiful blossoms around the Tower of Saint Jacques

Now, as for Paris in the spring? It’s pretty nice. Within an hour of getting into the city we were at this great little sidewalk café having wine and steak tartare. Of course, everywhere you turn you see another little café that probably has great food, too.

We’ve had a lot of rain, though; in fact, it has poured for at least a while all three days we’ve been here. That was a problem the first day, when my umbrella and raincoat were in the lost suitcase. And kind of a problem today when the Yahoo! weather forecast indicated a 0 percent chance of rain. That’s zero, as in no chance at all. Couldn’t happen, so no need to bring an umbrella, right? You know where that’s going: while I was walking home sure enough the heavens opened up.

This is what Paris looks like in the afternoon when rain is forecast

This is what Paris looks like in the afternoon when rain is forecast

And this is what Paris looks like when there is zero percent chance of rain

And this is what Paris looks like when there is zero percent chance of rain

But … it’s spring in Paris. There are still some lilacs in bloom. Lots of other flowers and trees blooming. The parks are lush and green. Besides getting some errands done our highlight so far has been a long walk along the Promenade Plantée, a 3-mile elevated linear park along an old railroad viaduct. Mark & I first discovered it in 2002 and it remains one of my favorite places in Paris. And it’s not just me; the Promenade is the inspiration for New York’s High Line, among other linear parks in the world. Now in the spring, 14 years after we first walked along the park, it’s more lush and filled in and beautiful than ever. I couldn’t have been happier.

Happy Jim in front of some lilacs

Happy Jim in front of some lilacs

Then it started raining again. When there was zero percent chance. Sad.

That’s the first three days of our 14-day stay in Paris. When we get to Week 2 we move from our hotel in the southwest corner of the 10th Arrondissement to an AirBnB apartment in the 11th where our old Cambridge neighbors will be joining us so we’ll have lots of time in this part of Paris where we’ve never stayed before. I see lots of walking in our future.

There is no shortage of beautiful buildings and trees here

There is no shortage of beautiful buildings and trees here

I don't know who the dead white guy is, but the garden in the Tuileries was gorgeous

I don’t know who the dead white guy is, but the garden in the Tuileries was gorgeous

Cool architecture seen from the Promenade

Cool architecture seen from the Promenade

The Place de la Bastille in skies that suggested something greater than zero percent chance of rain

The Place de la Bastille in skies that suggested something greater than zero percent chance of rain

And one last shot of Mark enjoying the Promenade

And one last shot of Mark enjoying the Promenade

Fall colors in Buenos Aires

Fall colors in Buenos Aires

Here we are in Buenos Aires, sometimes called the Paris of South America, getting ready for our flight to, well, Paris. The plan had been to spend a week or even 10 days here, but a few days ago we decided to push our flight up a week so ultimately we spent just three days here. BA is a great city, one of those rare places where you feel like you could be in New York or London or, well, Paris. But it’s getting cold here, we’re getting tired of huge, glorious steaks, and it’s spring in Paris. So off we go.

After months across South America it was a treat to find bartenders who know how to make Perfect Manhattans

After months across South America it was a treat to find bartenders who know how to make Perfect Manhattans

There’s not too much to say about our limited time here. It’s a great city for walking in and we walked a lot. It’s a great city for eating and drinking in, and we ate and drank a lot. Of course, by the standards of Porteños (what the people of Buenos Aires are called) we’re rank amateurs. On Saturday night, as we were leaving our restaurant at 11:30 – since you wouldn’t dream of starting dinner before 10:00 – there was a substantial line of people waiting for seats. At 11:30 at night! For us the night was pretty much over, but for many it was just getting started. In fact, when I woke up a little after 6:00 AM, there were a number of boisterous revelers on the street finally going home after the clubs had closed. A strange way to live as far as I’m concerned but it makes for a lively, vibrant city.

But OK, that’s pretty much it; now it’s time to go to Paris. It’s going to be an ugly flight – we start by going two hours in the wrong direction, as we’re routed through Santiago, Chile, and then it’s nearly 14 hours in the air – but tomorrow morning we’ll be in Paris. In the spring.

If you're in the city you have to at least go by the Casa Rosada, Argentina's presidential palace. From a distance we thought this must be a political protest but it appeared to be just a bunch of young people hanging out. The smell of marijuana smoke was powerful.

If you’re in the city you have to at least go by the Casa Rosada, Argentina’s presidential palace. From a distance we thought this must be a political protest but it appeared to be just a bunch of young people hanging out. The smell of marijuana smoke was powerful.

Lunch one day, not far from the Casa Rosada, was at a French bistro. This was my steak tartare - raw meat, strong mustard, egg yolk - that was every bit as good as what we'll be having in Paris.

Lunch one day, not far from the Casa Rosada, was at a French bistro. This was my steak tartare – raw meat, strong mustard, egg yolk – that was every bit as good as what we’ll be having in Paris.

A highlight for us was walking through the city's Japanese Garden

A highlight for us was walking through the city’s Japanese Garden

One more shot of the Japanese Garden. You can almost feel Mt. Fuji there in the background.

One more shot of the Japanese Garden. You can almost feel Mt. Fuji there in the background.