Paris est une fête! Especially during the Olympics. The French title of Hemingway’s legendary memoir A Moveable Feast is an apt encapsulation of what can only be called a dramatic vibe shift in the French capital in the last few weeks. Indeed, Paris is a party. The opening ceremony elated even the most hardened of local skeptics of the Olympic Games—locally: les Jeux Olympiques, the JO. Since then, the city has been suspended in a Disney-esque euphoria; the JO is now a multi-week carnival of good cheer.
But this wasn’t always the mood in town. In the last year, the messaging from our leaders fostered cynicism about the Olympics. Posters in public spaces and transport stations strongly advised locals to work from home and avoid ordering food online; we were told that traffic and zoning restrictions would heavily impact deliveries. Public transport costs were to double, and doomsayers within the RATP and President Macron’s cabinet warned at the end of 2023 that navigating Paris would be “hardcore.” On top of all that, the first half of 2024 was rife with political tension related to this year’s elections—and not to mention that Olympic ticket prices were extortionate.
Faced with the promise of overcrowding, security threats, and restrictions left and right, it’s no surprise that locals like me planned to flee. Before it all kicked off, British friends reminded me that they experienced similarly pervasive negativity in the run-up to the 2012 London Olympics, but all of it was swiftly replaced by joyful celebration. Had I taken them at their word, I might have stayed in Paris—with or without tickets to the sporting events.
Then the Olympics finally came. Events and public transport have been running smoothly. Everyone, from the police to the metro workers, has been jovial. The energy in Paris has been nothing short of electric. I watched the opening ceremony from a plum (and dry) perch overlooking the Pont Neuf—but soon after, I still left the city in favor of the French countryside, staying in a place near Burgundy. Still, I have been watching my two countries, France and the United States, win big with great pride—from afar.
Hindsight is always 20/20. Now that it has all played out, I regret not leaving room to adapt our plans, to maybe even stay in Paris for just a few days, to sample just a bit of that Olympic excitement. I wondered: Are there other Parisians who feel the same way? I asked eight locals whether they stayed in Paris or left, and if they regretted not taking in the Olympics up close.
For jewelry designer Fanny Boucher, who went to the forested region of Les Vosges, enthusiasm for the Olympics while outside of the city is just as valid as the excitement one would feel while in Paris.
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You don’t hear about Central Florida very often, and when you do, chances are it has something to do with Walt Disney World. But just over an hour north of the famed resort complex is the mid-sized city of Ocala, a destination bursting with superlatives, including “America’s largest spring” and “horse capital of the world.”
Beyond Simone Biles going for gold and the opening ceremony, one of the most talked about aspects of the Summer Olympics in Paris is the athletes village — and one of the biggest hotel companies in the world is in charge of maintaining it all.
While most American cities aren’t considered easy to navigate by foot, a recent study by travel insurance experts AllClear ranked one popular Southern city as the most walkable in the country. AllClear examined topographical information for more than 240 cities around the world, taking into account average elevation and range, and assigned each city a score — and ultimately, it was New Orleans that was named the most walkable city in the U.S. and the fourth most walkable city globally.
Martini in hand and pursuing another, I stumble to the bar—not because I’m drunk but because the bar itself is moving. I’m on the Venice Simplon-Orient-Express, A Belmond Train, Europe; specifically, in Bar Car 3674, swathed in sapphire velvet and buzzing with passengers in their black-tie best for cocktail hour. Outside, the landscape unfurls gradually, the industrial tableaus of France’s heartland fading into fields baking under the summer sun. Golden hour has hit; onboard, cufflinks and jewels catch the light and shine. There’s a mirthful sparkle to the crowd, guests and crew alike, made even more apparent by our close quarters on the train. As I sidle past a woman in a sequined dress, our crystal coupes meet by chance in a delicate clink. She and I exchange introductions and share a proper toast: We’re finally here.
Alaska Airlines was the most on-time carrier in North America in July in a month that saw mass flight delays due to the fallout from the CrowdStrike IT outage.
Hotels are often agents of change in a neighborhood. That’s certainly true in New York, where buttoned-up Wall Street and the frenetic NoMad district, north of Madison Square Park, are just two of the beneficiaries of the city’s latest hotel boom. More than 40 properties have opened across the five boroughs since 2022, during apost-Covid rebirth that’sbrought freshenergy to long-overlooked pockets of Manhattan as well as to its most well-trodden quarters. Among these new arrivals are the Hotel Chelsea, a long-awaited revival of the venerable art-crowd hangout, and Nine Orchard, an elegant makeover of a 1912 bank building on the Lower East Side. Then there’s the Aman, the hushed retreat that opened two summers ago in the middle of Midtown. At least two more luxury hotels are planning to welcome guests next month: the Surrey, an Upper East Side landmark entirely remade by the Malta-based Corinthia Hotels group, and the Manner, an upscale sibling of the Standard hotels, in SoHo. Here, a closer look at five other attention-worthy newcomers:
This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Amanda Mrokez, an American student in Cologne, Germany. The following has been edited for length and clarity.
At the urging of labor activists in the late 19th century, Congress declared a national holiday on the first Monday in September to celebrate the hard workers of the United States. Now, 130 years later, Labor Day has become more widely known as a three-day weekend celebration that officially ends summer. And it's often seen as travelers' last chance to hit the open road, hop on a plane or book a staycation at a nearby hotel to grab one last dose of sunny R&R before the kids go back to school, the days grow shorter and pumpkin spice season begins.
Traveling with children already comes with inherent challenges, but in recent years, airlines’ seat selection policies have made it more difficult for parents and guardians to book adjacent seats with their young children—and are charging for the privilege. This morning, the Department of Transportation (DOT) formally proposed a ban on family seating junk fees.