View from my room at Hotel Duquesne. Stayed there the first night. Always wanted to fall asleep to a glowing Eiffel Tower and wake up to sunrise and the Eiffel out my window.
Stairs to my apartment, built in 1642. This is why the French are thin!
"Windows on the Seine", my studio apartment on Ile St. Louis.
My kitchen and living room. In the cabinets, there's a washer/dryer combo next to the fridge.
Floor in Tina and Paige's apartment. Some of the nails are wooden.
Our apartment from the water.
Tina, balancing on the glass in the Eiffel Tower.
Our fearless navigator, leading the way.
Paige and Tina in the Metro.
Tina, thinking of her next creative concept.
Paige, in her natural element.
In the gerbil tube at the Pompidou.
At the Paris Flea Market
Heineken, Heineken, Heineken! Want a Heineken??
Our little island neighborhood.
Notice the Jack Daniels misters on the counter.
I love these little cars. You could hire a driver to take you around the city in one.
All the soldiers were wearing different boots, which I found odd.
Strange store that sold animals as home accessory pieces.