The Race That Wasn't

Another lousy day in Paris, with rain especially as evening fell. I was looking out the window when I noticed this motorcycle speeding up the sidewalk beside the bus, which had just made its stop at the bottom of the street. I thought the biker was trying to get ahead of the bus!  But no, he stopped at entrance just ahead of him. (The white blotch is probably from a sack of flour that someone dropped.)

I could have used that bit of excitement, as I'm in the home stretch with my new website--constantly at the computer.