Paris when it sizzles
A postcard from an unusually warm French capital.
We arrived in Paris last Monday afternoon, two days after the close of the hottest September in the French capital since record began in 1900. Bleary-eyed from scant sleep on the overnight flight from New York, my wife, Amanda, and I descended the stairs to the bright, sunlit tarmac of Charles de Gaulle Airport. We boar…
