How does Paris make me feel? It makes me feel like dancing. I come back here, year after year, and each time I become a child again with a whole world to discover. Everything seems new and exciting. Of course, many things don't change but those that do charge each visit with the same excitement. On first visits I marveled at the buildings and parks and monuments and museums. They continue to be interesting but in the way old friends are interesting. You kind of snuggle up to them, catching up on the news is fast, and then you just relax, you know them well and can be quiet in their presence. Later on it was the life in the city. People going about their business as if they didn't realize they were in a kind of Paradise. A waiter at La Tavernne on blvd St Germain became on old friend. Each visit we exchanged pictures of grandchildren and swapped fishing stories. I was shocked to learn that, to him Paris was just a noisy busy place to work. I didn't really believe him until he retired and I never saw him again. Each year is different and better than the last. It was warmer this year as we sat in the Luxemburg Gardens. The adults all looked relaxed, with the possible exception of the few fathers who were having more fun with the rental boats than they should have. I think there may a good business renting children and boats to grown ups so the grown ups can play. Me, I feel like this boy, I want to jump up, wave my arms, and skip around the pond. My wife assures it is not a good idea so I grab this image and sit back in my Luxemburg lounger.