| This is the apartment in Montmartre 18ᵉ where we stayed. |
| In Paris the graffiti is in cursive and orders you to look at the sky... |
| ...So we did! |
| At the Louvre the paintings are double-sided! |
| This is a snap from Shakespeare and Co. This bookstore is like a billion years old. Frequented by Hemingway, Joyce, Pound, Bagley, et al. |
| Posing at the Place de Vosges, getting hungry... |
| ...So we ate snails, er, I mean escargots. Very delicious (better than Kangaroo). |
| Versailles was amazing. No pictures can do it justice. Jessixa cried here (I cried at the Louvre). What can I say? Stendhal Syndrome kind of ambushes you. |
| Jessixa asleep on the train back from Versailles. |
| This is some of Maurice's work. |
| Here we are posing like we're on a pretentious fashion blog. (No visible landmarks are required for a shot like this!) |
| Jessixa on the terrace of the Musee D'Orsay |
| Another friend we made outside our apartment. Jessixa named her Lady Marmalade. |
| Un Regarde Moderne, the world's most crammed/tiniest bookstore. It was hard to move in this place. We bought a crazy French comic here. |
| Lots of drawing in Paris. |
| We stayed in and cooked twice. It was nice having that option. |
| And of course, the Eiffel Tower at night (with my hand over the picture). We've all seen it though, right? |







