It Had to be You, they sang, and a chanteuse of days gone by did a slow dance. The music and words reverberated off the D’Orsay Museum up several stairs, and several yards in front of them. Yes, it had to be you, Paris. Memories for me of years gone by, and here I was again. Wandering the streets is always my favorite way to soak up a city, getting a flavor of what it’s all about, to get a feeling of the place wherever it may be, the people, the life. Museums and venues are all wonderful to see works of art, but I find that the streets are works of art unto themselves. Let me take you there, to the museum of the streets of Paris as I wind up this series. Let’s stroll together for a little while.
And just like that, it was time to leave all this behind once again. Days of immersing myself into the history and mystery of Paris.
The Sunday Traveler is heading out into a new adventure this coming week and will take a break here for a couple of weeks. Until then.