One of Paris’ dirty little secrets is that it rains here more than it does in London. But there’s always been that romantic notion that a rainy day in Paris beats most nice places everywhere else. Well, Paris is really putting that to the test. I’ve had two–count ’em two sunny days so far here. And while it hasn’t rained nonstop, it’s been consistently gray and gloomy with showers coming at intervals. Good news is, there is sun in the forecast. Bad news is, it’s not until Sunday, then followed by more rain. Cut to: me at the pharmacy buying the most foul tasting medicine for a cough. Oh well, it is Paris.