the place we found. cheap, but a wee bit dodgy. any time you’re quoted a certain price for a room, and an additional charge for the use of a shower, you know something isn’t right. Moreover, the ‘hotel’ didn’t have a toilet – anywhere. only the pictured bidet.

the saint michel fountain. the meeting place for parisians.

an English language bookstore in paris. traveling writers can stay upstairs in exchange for a couple of hours work each day. once a popular meeting place for hemingway.

notre dame de paris

my foot. directly in the center of the world … or france. france’s ‘kilometer zero,’ where the distances to all cities in france are measured from. old napoleon insisted it wasn’t the center of paris but the center of the world.

brian and i. look at his designer shades – he’s so european.

a picture of some windows at the louvre. a massive museum that dwarfs any i’ve seen. if you look closely at one of the panes on the left side window, you’ll notice a small, orange dot. these dots mark the rooms where the museum’s most prized works are housed. this way, in the unlikely and catastrophic event of a fire, the authorities know what rooms to tackle first. interesting piece of trivia gained from the walking tour.

better.