Paris

…is kinda insane tonight. It’s a music festival, and after squeezing through sweaty dancing crowd all over the center, we now have to somehow get the stench of cannabis out of our clothes. A guy wishes us “bon voyage” as I take a picture of the shell in the pavement on a corner next to the Petit Pont. So here we go…

Here’s Saint Jacques at his tower. See you on the other side, dude.

Night Paris tests our rain gear a little bit, and now we’re safely at a small but quiet hotel room next to Gare Montparnasse, moving on tomorrow.