The Eiffel Tower is etched forever in my memory. When I was just a young thing, I broke my wrist in the Metro. I didn't know it was broken, so off I went with my schoolfriends to the top of the Eiffel Tower. By the time we got up there, my wrist was hurting beyond comprehension. I phoned my mother who was in the suburbs; she asked me some questions and then told me the wrist was broken and to get to the hospital. So I was taken back to the school infirmary and from there to the Marmottan hospital. Smashed scafoid. They fixed me up, gave me some pain medicine, and I went back to my schoolgirl doings. Ah, youth!
The sun is shining brightly... What a difference it makes!