Yesterday proved to be a bit much for our lungs (mine in particular, seeing as I seem to be unable to rid myself of a cold). While we did end up doing what we planned to do, making a few stops for the sole purpose of hanging out in seemingly fresher air certainly helped us …
I took the afternoon off yesterday, and after eating lunch (sudeois sandwiches from our favorite boulangerie, Nelly Julien) and taking delivery of our water shipment (Evian chez vous: preventing people from schlepping around cartons of water since whenever), we hopped what proved to be an asthmatic RER to the eastern terminus of the RER A, Marne-la-Vallée – …
I officially gave up on acquiring a copy of Charlie Hebdo today. The latter days of my search last week seemed to indicate that salvation was to be had on Monday, with “possible deliveries” scheduled. Such was not the case, though. Perhaps amusingly, on the first day of its release (the day on which the …
We spend enough time taking pictures of large objects at close range (and taking pictures of very large objects at medium range) that I had been considering picking up another fisheye for a while. That’s how I justified it to myself, anyway. Here’s Invalides through the eyes of a salmon, if salmon could breathe air …
Contrary to the potential implication of the title, this isn’t a tale of woe; we’re not feeling alienated, lonely, isolated, or fantasizing about being the main character in that Folgers commercial that’s (probably still) being aired, despite the fact that Peter finished college, married his sweetheart, became a banker, developed a coke habit, voted for …
After the Purrito returned from the airport, we went to Galleries Lafayette, which is probably the largest department store in Paris. We went with a purpose: the Purrito wanted to show me the “ridiculously huge” shrimp that she and her friend had seen when they browsed through the seafood section of the market. We bought …
We returned to the Louvre last night. This time, I brought my camera.
Fezzik In Paris 