Voyage à Lyon

Despite the best efforts of the airline industry to sabotage my trip. I eventually made it to Paris in early July 2008. The plane from Chicago was delayed two hours because of thunderstorms in Chicago. I missed my connecting flight from New York to Paris. American booked me on a different flight to London with a connecting flight to Paris. More bad weather and airline bureaucracy caused me to miss the connecting flight to Paris.
I finally arrived in Paris about ten hours late. I had booked a shuttle to take me from the airport to the hotel. They refused to pick me up, because it was so late (7:30 pm). I took the RER commuter train into the city and tried unsuccessfully to catch a cab to the hotel. I walked for a mile searching for the hotel. It was located on a street that was so small it did not appear on my map. I found it after a concierge at a nearby hotel gave me directions. Friday, July 4 was a glorious sunny day in Paris. As I walked along the right bank of the Seine, I quickly forgot the ordeals of the previous day. This shot was taken during my walk along the Seine.