I ventured out today to catch a minute of the 30th Marathon de Paris. Do you see the guy on the bike? Does this seem wrong to you, too? I thought the people who crossed the street in front of the runners were also pretty bad, especially the ones with the strollers. People here seemed much less interested in their times- everyone who had “fans” standing around me stopped to hug them or chat when they saw them. It wasn’t quite like anything I’d seen before. I don’t blame them, though. If I had just run thirty-six kilometers and I saw someone I knew, I’d stop and beg them for a piggyback ride home.