But it still makes me smile slyly when you see tourists herded together supposedly having a good time whilst not particularly looking as though that's the case.
I sincerely hope they are having a good time, and they're in Paris gazing at the Eiffel Tower after all, so they should be, however.
However, there's something about the tourist bus syndrome where a lightning pic stop for a few fleeting photos and then off they go again is the order of the day. Let's look on the bright side: at least it isn't raining.
And all cynicism aside, there's not much better than driving around the sights of Paris, whatever the weather. I spend a lot of time doing just that, but with my legs rather than wheels.
My bitter-twistedness might have something to do with the fact that since losing my Nikon D800 (stolen in a bar) I'm reduced to a pathetic iPhone-wielding whinger. Ain't life tough?
And why not...