paris postcard, day 1: pretty city

a late night flight that gets you into paris at the noon hour is a smart play, but if you don't sleep well on planes, the "i'm in paris!!" buzz wears off smack in the middle of the afternoon.

it hit me pretty hard, so i don't have many photos from day 1, but i love this lady on her bike.

and wherever i go, i love to see an "I love NY" tee..

may 19, 2011

photos © anita aguilar