In Paris, we celebrated the wonderful Writeaway week we'd enjoyed at Chateau du Pin with our friends Ginny, Joyce, Judy and Tobias.
The rest of the city might have been celebrating with us, though they were also experiencing an extraordinary phenomenon:
a day without cars in central Paris. Everyone was on foot or on bikes, with the rare tour bus trying to find a way through the two-wheeled traffic.
We wandered the mostly automobile-free streets of Paris for hours, finding a brass band busking on the Seine, playing a familiar song.
We passed delightful shop windows,
and eerie streets,
until we ended up at Harry's New York Bar, birthplace of the Bloody Mary and the Sidecar, and hangout of Ernest Hemingway, Humphrey Bogart, Rita Hayworth, George Gershwin, Coco Chanel, James Bond, the Duke of Windsor and now...
John Yewell and Mimi Herman. We drank Kir Royales to celebrate our wonderful week with our friends at Chateau du Pin, and began looking forward to next year, then ambled home along the Seine,
with the Eiffel Tower in one direction...
and the full moon, on the eve of the lunar eclipse, in the other.