Geneviève and I ate a copious and delicious Algerian lamb couscous at Tipaza, a Berber restaurant on nearby Rue Saint Charles.
I planned to walk it off by taking the stairs up the Eiffel Tower, but the lines were hours long because of the holiday. I will make the climb on Monday in the morning, when everything is quieter.
A view along the Seine. G's condo building is the
tower with dark windows, to the right of the red tower.
(Sorry, does not have an interesting sound track.)

Today I fly to Paris. Geneviève's apartment is only a block from the Seine and two blocks from the Eiffel Tower.
I hope flu masks are not the latest Spring fashion in Paris.
