You can get a bottle of wine in Paris for less than the price of a bottle of Coke. I'm not saying that's the wine you should buy, but it is one small indicator of how the drink itself transcends social class. (Although to be honest, beer seems to be the drink of choice of the clochards who hang out on my corner. Perhaps they are Belgian.)
And that leads to some pretty typical sights when you are out and about.
May your weekend be marked by adventure, good humor, and a full glass.
For a long time, we were just another typical Washington, DC family: two policy-oriented jobs, two kids, and two cars. Out of the blue, my husband got a new assignment; we ditched the old jobs and the cars (but kept the kids) and headed to Paris for what started out to be a three-year, and eventually became a four-year tour.