No flash, please

Here was another interesting... "piece." Unfortunately a videocamera in the room was supervising and thus deterred us from playing tag on top of the stumps.


Here are the aromatic glass balls at the wine-tasting event we went to downtown (read my post for a bit more of an explanation).


Me lurking in the fog at the Bastille, the old fort at the north end of the city. We took the cable-car up Wednesday night and went to a not too shabby pop/punk music concert inside the fortifications.


A kind fellow volunteered to take our picture at the Bastille. The well-lit road on the right side of the picture is Boulevard Gambetta... or Boulevard Jean Jaures. Probably the latter, which is the longest straight road in Europe - eight kilometers, I think.


On Friday we had lunch with Loic and Megan at the Buffalo Grill. I wanted to saddle up on the mighty plastic bison, but it was raining and I was concerned about goring myself on his rather pointy horns.


My awesome friends: Loic, who has single-handedly helped redeem an entire nation, and Megan, who makes me miss all Midwesterners and will someday be besting Emeril on the Food Network.