Oct 20 - A Weak Week for Pictures

Maxine shopping at the local market.  The grocer didn't have enough change so he gave Maxine an orange instead.

Emmy's view from the cafe we'd stopped at on the Canal St. Martin.  When you look at it this way, it probably isn't as much fun for her to go as it is for us to bring her...

The name of this restaurant, "The Bad Boys".  Just something amusing I saw while out walking.

I actually like AllSaints Spitalfields.  But, like I said in the blog text, it's a bit weird to see chain stores making it to Paris.  Especially ones I've seen in London and Las Vegas.  Makes the world just a little bit too small.  And makes Paris feel a bit less unique.

Same thing applies here!  A Los Angeles retailer with branches here.  

Getting home always involves finding the nearby metro or bus stop that will take you in the right direction.  Sometimes it involves a pleasant surprise.  This metro entrance had been redone in glass.  We have no idea why.  But it was very pretty.  It's the sort of odd, out of context, attractiveness to Paris.