Les joggings touristiques

Morning, y'all. I sincerely hope everyone's staying safe from the vicious vagaries of that surly, tropical termagant whose name I shan't mention.

If you're looking for postcards from far from the storm, here are pics from my first two runs à Paris. (That strange, black magic men call jet lag carried the day yesterday, but today's réveil at 7:45 is a compromise I can live with.)

La deuxième journée

Le jogging à Montmartre

Keep it battened down.

Love, missing, and the usual apologies

HD