[stextbox id=”info”]My partner Mike and I went to Paris last month. These are shots captured. Also reference the Analog Tweets from Paris series, as this may give you some context. The shots/slides are available to view on Flickr, and are hidden behind a cut so as not to make Livejournal explode.[/stextbox]
I admit I do not have a complete perspective of Paris. It comes through the tourist filter, with lots of romance, irritation at waiters, and a vague fascination at the omnipresent scooters. I spent my time in the Latin Quarter and in the first and second arrondisements and that was fine with me – I can speak French terribly and I’m a long way from understanding it, so it seemed wise to keep to the neighborhoods where businesses wanted my money enough to cave and speak English after being subjected to my godawful ritual try at French. Except the pharmacist. She brooked no nonsense, and no English. Oddly that pharmacy also carried the best perfume I picked up in France. That’s their cheap stuff?
[stextbox id=”black”]Slideshow/photos beneath the cut. I only subject people to my vacation slides by explicit consent. [/stextbox]