Leaving the south of France by the speed train to Paris, we found the hottest weather of our trip. Definitely the "dog days of summer," the temperatures the week we were in Paris hit 95 degrees.
Very unusual, considering today in Paris, the high is 70 degrees and we're now into the month of August.
Parisians headed to the River Seine
doing a little sun worshipping and cooling off their feet in the flowing river.
The streets were packed with action: an impromptu jazz band,
a mobile piano inspiring Parisian girls to dance
away their troubles.
Sweet little girls and boys filled the playgrounds,
bikers took to the streets, making their way through the long lines waiting for Berthillon ice cream
at several spots on the Ile de la Cité.
Of course, a "boule" of strawberry helped cool us off,
as well as plenty of bottles of water at every food stand across the city.
Well, aren't these little shoes just as hot as they can be?
Just how do you manage the streets of Paris in those?
Open topped cars were a hit,
as well as open air buses.
And of course, summertime in Paris = tourists,
and more tourists,
and more tourists.
I'd wait till September to go, if I was you....