Friday, April 28, 2006FINALLY PARISThe late afternoon air was sharp and surprisingly cold for Paris in late March. I still wore my fur lined long red winter coat that I needed in Estonia, but had hopes of shedding once I was this far south, but no such luck. The cabs were waiting at the curbside as I emerged from the mobs in the... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 5:31 AM Comments (9) (link) |
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