Day 2 in Paris

Today was cut a little short...Cassandra is feeling a little under the f-ing cold weather. We did a little walk around, and for the first time it wasn't me who said "WHOA"! She's on the couch under a huge duvet, still alive, still playing on her phone, but put a real cramp in my touring Paris while drunk...CRAP!!! We did get a bottle of wine...the white kind that my buddy Mike the trainsvestite likes, so I think I will pour a glass while I write this! AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! That's better...it's not good to let the alchol levels get too low...especially in Paris! So this first one is pretty common in Paris...seems every street looks this good!

We started our walk before noon, and although we are in a very diplomatic area (the National Assembly is a half a block away) and our street is crawling with cops! None of them are ICE, and nobody seems to be shooting anyone...but it's early! Anyway, our street leads to the Military Museum, which seems to have been turned into a hospital or something...

If you look closely in that last shot, you can see an old soldier smoking a stogie...

It wouldn't be a trip to Paris without a visit to the Eiffel Tower.........did you know it was poop brown?

Like I said, it was a short day. Because it's Sunday, almost everything is closed...HAHAHAHA, but I scored the wine from a corner store. We spotted this when we (I) was looking for booze...it led to a busy coffee shop...

OK, OK...I know that's not much, but that white demon is calling me!!! bye!