Quite a city

I'm in what is arguably one of the prettiest cities in the world. This is only the second time I've been here but I must say I'm more impressed this time than the last.  While it may be because my jet lag is noticeably better, it really doesn't matter.  This is truly a beautiful place.  Following are a few, random thoughts (the title an inside joke to one of my sons) that occured to me as I strolled the various avenues. [Note:  If you're looking for complete sentences or fully formed thoughts you might consider not reading much further]  Here goes, in no order:

  • Lots, and I mean lots, of people wear black.
  • Almost nobody wears shorts.  Hint:  If you see a middle-aged (though sprightly) guy, in shorts, taking a walk, he's undoubtably an American.  [In my case, at least no camera around the neck]
  • It seems that many, many more people smoke here.
  • While I didn't see as many folks exercising -- and I was hoofing it around 6 PM -- our French brethren look healthier and much thinner than their cross-Atlantic friends
  • You do the math: more smokers....less exercisers... it can only mean the French live statisticallly LONGER than we do
  • Which leads me to wine; even the inexpensive wine in hotels is good. Given that, and my new focus on health, bon appetit!
  • The layout of the city.  If I remember my history correctly (poor assumption), the same guy that laid out Washington DC (L'Enfant?) had a hand in the design of Paris.  Go figure.  Roads criss-crossing everywhere.  Thank god the drivers are more courteous than in, say, Italy.
  • The buildings are attractive, grand, and well maintained. Again, a bit like DC but clearly they preceded us, though we hate to admit it.
  • I forgot how big the Arc de Triomphe is; I could see it "just down" a piece, yet an hour later I'm sitll walking