We're back now from Paris. This was my view of the city:
That's the manuscript reading room of the Bibliothèque Nationale, where I spent many hours doing research and trying to navigate the library bureaucracy. My only other real accomplishments were in the croissant-eating department.
While I was looking at old books, my travel companion was out sightseeing. Here's my best effort to reconstruct the Parisian tourism that I missed, relying only on the contents of Jim's camera.
I take it Paris has some interesting neighborhoods:
Street of the Cat Who Fishes
Street of the Bad Boys
Maybe it's just as well that I wasn't there.
I gather that I missed a visit to the Louvre...
This is clearly an ancient hors d'oeuvre tray.
There seems to have been some al fresco art appreciation as well. Perhaps this was an exhibit... "Headlessness in French Statuary"?
What a show-off.
As for the next series of photos, I can only conclude that absinthe was involved:
And I'm rather sad that I missed this tourist attraction:
The duck is not for sale!
It seems, though, that I was captured on film finally venturing outside the library-- with my dad, whose Paris vacation overlapped with ours:
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