It's the July 4th weekend. My wife, Kathy, and I have a bag full of red, white and blue pinwheels, some Stars and Stripes-brand snack cakes and a packet of mini-flags. We're nearly set for a holiday blowout in the country. Strangely, none of the stores is stocked with hot dogs or chips. No one around us seems to be doing the same.
Chances are you will look like tourists. Americans in Paris often take their country with them in small but perceptible ways, sometimes laughable, sometimes quite embarrassing. Allow me to point out here a few things to help you navigate in a new city, and save you from sometimes ruining your day, if not your stay.