Ah, Paris!

Our Paris hotel had a wonderful view of city rooftops. Only a moment before on this rainy afternoon, a man I've labeled Quintessential French Guy was standing on one of the balconies wearing a t-shirt, jeans and bored expression. He reminded me of an unshaven Javier Bardem as he drank a beer, smoked a cigarette and looked disenchanted with one of the most enchanting cities in the world.