Everyone demands a travel description post. Paris defies description so easily, I'm sure lonely planet has a better one than mine.

But I must take a shot ...I told everyone who asked me for a description that I would just put one up and spare myself the trouble of repeating it too many times, for one reason.

Let's do this pointwise, I shall add points for the next as many days as strikes my fancy then.

1. Public transport there is great. Metro, bus, train and the same weekly ticket works for all of them. Sometimes the ticket doesn't work, especially at times when everyone else with whom I can squeeze and scoot over has crossed the gates. Then either a nice guy offers to let you squeeze through with him or you try through the doors of the other end. A fat frenchman hit me in the stomach with his suitcase when I tried that, strange patriotism, and I shouted "the pass got stuck" as loudly as I can at him and then ran through while bro activated the mechanism to open the door from the other side for me.

2. The notredame's architecture inspired respect for gothic things in me. Not that that means everyone wearing black clothes and nailpolish can now pretend to be gothic in front of me. (2nd pic on top, gargoyles in previous post)

3. Watching the artists paint at Mont-martre (pic on top)

4. We could see the eiffel tower from our flat which was in the suburbs. at night it lights up and at the beginning of each hour there are twinkly lights. The door to the verandah was glass. Basically, half the wall was glass. And you could fall asleep watching it.

Art and Food will have to be later posts. à bientôt.