Yesterday, when I woke up for my tutoring job, it was drizzly. Within five minutes of being outside, it was raining sideways, and I still had a ten minute walk to get to the metro line I needed. By the time I got to tutoring, I was the Wet Pet Dr. Suess talks about. The weather today could not have been more different, so I took a break from taking breaks from my presentations in the apartment, and went for a walk.
The street performers were on fire, today. On the bridge between the Île Saint Louis and the Île de la Cité there was a troupe of roller-bladers.
This guy had a big vase of goldfish swimming around on this his head! While he juggled!
(and made this face, pretty much the whole time)
and danced with unsuspecting passers-by
My walking buddy: a big latté to-go (not from a Starbucks)! From a tiny coffee shop on Rue de Mouffetard. When I say tiny, I mean one man and his Nespresso in a space smaller than my apartment. I'll be back.
The Parisians have returned to the banks of the Seine
A stuffed raccoon in a shop window (it had nothing to do with what the shop was actually selling)