The Lone DeRanger: Day 4 in Paris....hahaha...skipped a day!!!

Cassandra was sick yesterday, so we didn't go out...don't worry, she's still alive, but she did try to kill me today. When I guessed that we walked 40-50 miles the first day...that was nuthin' compared to today. It was actually very nice here today...sunny and warm...

...and at first I thought I was back on cocaine when I saw this, but photos don't lie!

Did I mention they like young, nubial young girls here...wait, is Trump French?

So they have churches here, just like Italy, but not every second house like Italy. We went in one, and they had a sculpture of Jesus learning how to do the "Frug"...remember the Frug?

I'd never seen Jesus get down like that, but hey, good on ya!!! The rest of the church looked like this...sort of...

This was outside if you've had too much wine like me...

Oh, and you know how proud the French are about their organs, right?

Then we went shopping for a knife...Cassandra wants to kill me in my sleep, but not until we are in the Atlas Mountains where nobody will miss me...so we went to a knife store...

...this was the one she picked out for me!

Just outside the knife store was the badass lightpole of the century...

When you get drunk enough, you keep track of things like that...you never know when you'll need a friend! Anyway, the French seem really good at trimming hedges...didn't they do a great job of making that a wave pattern...