I’m still reading David McCullough’s The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris. It is one of the best books I’ve read in years, beautifully written and exactly the right book for this trip. I’ve fired up Sunny’s Kindle for her to read the same book at the same time. She will love it as well.
The two television sets in the house were not working and had to be replaced. Not that I care since I get all my news via the Internet and it’s all bad anyway. In this part of the world one can live very happily in a non-media dream world.