There is nothing like waking up in a different city. You roll over in a leisurely drowse, gradually realizing the room and bed are unfamiliar but you somehow feel unalarmed and fully rested as you take in new surroundings.
Travel is rarely that restful.
Here we are, adjusting to a significant time differentiation, having just napped for 4 hours with the lively choruses of an American church service still dancing around in our heads. Our first order of business was to locate our locally owned hotel in the Rue Cler district of Paris. Once the luggage was safely stored and while we awaited check-in we stretched our legs and meandered along the Seine.
The sun is high as is the humidity and even Parisiennes comment on the unseasonable temperatures. Along the river embankment Christians gather for Sunday worship.
The American Church in Paris boasts a 198 year history, a membership of over 40 ethnic groups across several protestant denominations. Several pastors and an active laity offer service and leadership to English-speakers in the City of Light and visitors are a-plenty.
There is nothing like worship to focus our attention in all the right places as we immerse ourselves in a 2 week jaunt around France.
It is indeed a restful beginning.
PS IPhone photos do not do the city justice and we intend to bring better images in the days ahead.
Hey, we saw that church in Paris. Hope you have a great trip!
It was a feast for weary traveller’s and the music….heavenly!