My shoes seem to make some serious waves in Paris. Apparently, finger shoes aren't very Parisian.
At the open market around the corner from the apartment, you can see just about everything... including a whole shark freshly cut.
Or you can go to the local Picard for some frozen stingray.
We've seen a few blimps flying around, including this one that hovered over Invalides for a while.
This is Nick's room. Actually it's the basement in the apartment where we have to take our trash. The dogs refuse to go down there.
At Aquaboulevard, if you don't have your own Speedo suit, you can get one out of the vending machine.
And finally, I give you the Squat Toilet. You have to figure it out for yourselves.
Speedos...yes, the whole thing is bringing us a good laugh! :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I can provide humor from so many miles away. :)
ReplyDeleteSorry folks for the inside joke, but I must. - BK
ReplyDeleteShafe: Larry, is that you? It's been what 16-17 years? How are you?
Larry (at pool in speedo): I'm awwwl right.
Seriously... I think he was there. Greasy mustache and all!
ReplyDeleteHappy (belated) birthday, Mike! Hope your special day was unbelievably great in beautiful Paris!
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