Mainz, Paris, Strasbourg 2015: Bercy Village

We went to Bercy Village by bus today. Our apartment is on the western side of the Left Bank, very near the Eiffel Tower, but Bercy Village, old wine warehouses converted into shops, cafes and restaurants, is on the eastern side of the Right Bank. We love just looking out into the city traveling by bus. Haven't been on the Metro once this visit.

Coming back, we ended up in the Paris suburbs and had to double back. We had gotten on the #87, which goes back to our apartment, but somehow ended up on the #24. How that happened is beyond us, as we'd been waiting at the stop for some time, wondering if the #87 had quit running for the night, when along it came. We both saw "87" on the front window and got on.

After about 40 minutes, we realized the bus had somehow changed to the opposite direction and we were bypassing Bercy Village, from where we had just left! Questioning what had happened and trying to figure out where we were, we were overheard by a young French girl who asked if she could help. (This isn't the first time either Americans or French have helped us out without us even having to ask!) She actually got off the bus with us and walked us to the spot to catch a reverse #24 back to Gare de Lyon and pick up another #87 there.

Linda thinks the bus changed routes when we were sitting at a station for some fifteen minutes. I don't even remember sitting at a station for fifteen minutes.

I think we briefly traveled within the Twilight Zone.

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Finally settled on the right return bus.

Diner: Breakfast in America

(I really need to check this out to see if they've got it right. And if you aren't enlarging the photos, you just aren't seeing all the great details. World of difference!)

A line of week night movie-goers.

And everywhere, everywhere cafes and restaurants with outside tables, patrons people-watching, waiters not hurrying them to finish. One of the things I love most about Paris.