PAIREE PAIREE PAIREE

My "Parisian boyfriend" who first accosted me 10 minutes after arriving and who insisted
on accompany me for evening walks until I left. I forget his name now. Meh.

Yay, first beer in Europe.

Ryley and I searching for apartments. This was one seconds from the Notre Dame...

...the lady at this apartment was a bit crazy...

...check out the weird mannequin through the window, yeee-ikes.

Who don't love Buble?!

The ad campaign for the Rugby World Cup. Which I liked.

The Velibes... a new and well-used bike-rental system. Way to go, Paris.

We snuck into a jewelry launch party at the Pompidou and proceeeded to empty the open bar.

This older couple were posing mid-flower-lay for a long time while taking their photos.

They took this photo for me of myself posing as them.

Fuuuuuuuun.

Perspective.

Rosé on the roof of Printemps. Wheeee!

Vin et une picnique sur la bridge... trés romantique.

The result of me encouraging Ryley to put on tights without taking off her shorts. (It IS possible, you know.)

And the ceiling of Ryley's new place. Lovely.

FIN!