Okay, apart from the usual touristy sights and sounds. Today I’ve come across;
Two Gendarmes in full body armour carrying FAMAS assault rifles on their regular street corner, adjusting each others ballistic clothing and appearing to ask each other“Mon cul semble-t-il grand en ca?” (“Does my bum look big in this?”)
A hippy juggling feral pigeons in the Tuilleries gardens outside the Louvre. Honestly, they were jumping on and off his hands like he was throwing juggling balls, and he was getting ‘his’ pigeons to perch on the tourists themselves, which if they’d seen what pigeons do to all the statues, all the time around Paris they might not be so keen to have winged rats landing on their arms and shoulders. I’ve even found a Youtube video of him from last year.
This year he’s sporting a beard and shades.
We’re here for another few weeks. But I can say that we’re having a seriously wonderful time, despite a few hiccups along the way. Am currently de-dicombobulating myself with a couple of glasses of Bushmills Single Malt.