It must be a sign

I certainly had not remembered that the third Thursday of November marked the arrival of the Beaujolais Nouveau in Paris, but the signs are everywhere, including in the little place where we had lunch. I confess it’s never been my favourite tipple, but when in, er, Paris… It certainly is a wine made of grapes, noticeable in the scent and flavour after only a few months in the bottle, and pretty robust at that. I think I’ll give it a couple of years before trying again.

Third Thursday of November

Despite the slightly elevated presence of armed agents in the streets, Paris seems to be getting on with its business. Christmas decorations going up, restaurants open but not very full, crowds in the Pompidou Centre. Lectured by the perhaps Sri Lankan driver on the way in from the airport about how France is the most free country in the world, and people should appreciate that, not try to blow it up. Crowds certainly coming out for the evening. Happy to say, the mood is better than I’d feared.

Workmen building some elaborate Christmas decoration in a courtyard off Place de Vosges.

Workmen building some elaborate Christmas decoration in a courtyard off Place de Vosges.

 

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