An American journalist in Paris

Published 12:00 am Monday, April 18, 2005


Managing Editor

PARIS – The French don’t hate Americans. At least, they don’t hate American money.

A trip to Paris for a week was, indeed, the trip of a lifetime for myself, my wife Susan, her friend Lynette, Lynette’s daughter Maggie, Maggie’s best friend Veronica and my wife’s mother, Evelyn.

We enjoyed the Louvre, the Musee D’Orsay, the Musee Rodin, the Eiffel Tower, the Paris Opera House, the palace of Versailles, the D-Day beaches of Normandy and all the exquisite food, sights and experiences of a major world city.

The weather in Paris was chilly, but the excitement of being there was thrilling, to say the least.

Our biggest concerns were the euro-dollar exchange rates, the puzzling Metro subway system and where to eat next.

Our biggest advice? Stay on top of your cab drivers.

For Susan and myself, enjoying a delayed celebration of our 25th wedding anniversary, it was unforgettable.

Enjoy some of our memories! All photos are mine, except the one at left, taken by my wife.