Caroline, a couchsurfer I met in Bordeaux for a coffee.
!!! Actually it's been like that for years. It's advertising something I didn't quite understand.
Me, Marion, and Sylvaine my hosts in Bordeaux.
She took me 400 KMs toward Paris while I was hitchhiking.
I saw some street entertainers in Paris.
This guy was crazy.
Apparently the Louvre needs an armed guard. I actually noticed soldiers all over the place in Paris. With assault rifles.
The creepiest exhibit in the Louvre. It hissed too.
Sharing a bottle of wine under a tree in Paris while it rained. I should make postcards.
I'm not quite sure?
The Pantheon!
Some other Canadians I met in Paris.
Doing yoga in front of the Louvre.
Come on I have to have a typical Paris photo don't I?
Me, Clarissa (another couchsurfer) and our very French host, Norbert.
My last host in Paris, Thomas.
This giant outdoor vacuum is used to pick up dog poop.
The freezer being filled preparing for the party.
Canada freed the Netherlands!
There was plenty of spare beer, don't worry.
Some house residents and myself.
They set up a sheet to do shadow acting later.
Before the real party started, all the neighbors were invited over to have a drink.
The Bolus 9 (minus one).
The shadow dancing became a strip tease.
