I love my bags!
Cutest baby in the world!
Giggity Giggity!
Oh how I perspire...
It is hot as shit in this train
Nfufu spent Eddie's money on tacky luggage.
The new Matrix is filming at Paris Gare Du Nord
Pierre the Eurail Train spits all over Thomas the Tank Engine
I surrender! Please don't point that electronic gun-like camera at me! Mon dieu!
That's the route our cab driver took from the train station to Hotel Avenir, three blocks away.
I lika the French bed
Gare du Nord, featuring the women who fought the Romans so it could be built.
Hygiene can only be bought at that store. Hygiene is not available in any other part of France. The store is closed.
I don't know what this building is because the prerecorded tour guide talked about it three blocks before we saw it.
When the French realise this building snuck in, they'll be pissed.
The Arc de Fantastique
This is a public toilet, and the most understated public building in Paris.
I don't see the problem.
Notre Dame Cathedral. We know that for sure.
I'm in England for two weeks, and look what happens to my teeth.
That's a statue of a rhino. They must be running out of ideas.
Smeary Champs de Elysees
Jean Paul Gaultier saw Camilla wearing this 'shoe' and will be selling them next year for 2000 Euro a pair.
It was cold, so we went inside.
The Louvre. The only other thing we recognised.
We had to buy an aperitif so we could use the facilities. We assumed it was a beverage.
The rain stopped long enough for us to get yelled at by a crepe vendor, and get some photos of the Cathedral.
Good Grief. There isn't enough room to comment on everything wrong.
Our L'Bus
He's bloody huge.
The camera doesn't do the ominous clouds justice. They were ominous.
The Interflora Column.
Only French bums have a functioning kitchen complete with a sautee pan.
Those ties better dry before his big job interview!
He could have an Audi or a house.
I think we photographed this already, but seeing we don't know what it is, we thought we'd better get it again.
Dressings shrink as healing progresses.
Hot pink things. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
The Red Windmill. Probably the most expensive strip club on a road that features dozens.
French Family Feud is less funny that Bert's. It's almost depressing.
