I collected Helen from CDG airport on the 3rd. We dropped her stuff at the apartment (20th arrondissement), then headed off, on foot and by Metropolitain, toward the Champs Elysees.
Helen was amazed at the buildings, the streets, the cafes, just as I was when I first saw it all.
We went up to the Etoile and stood watching the traffic for some time. I remember seeing, some years ago, a man on a bicycle, with an infant on the back in a baby seat, traverse this gigantic roundabout without lines.
On the way back, we had some ice-cream at that ice-cream place. Ice-cream is always good in France.
Helen slept for a long time that night.
We returned at about 11pm, which was a pretty good effort on Helen's part, given that she had just comefrom Australia on a non-stop journey.
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