Well, the rest of the visit to Paris was just what we wanted. It was chilled out and the city just looked stunning. One beautiful memory is walking arm-in-arm around the winding streets of Saint Severin at night, looking for a jazz club. The Christmas lights, the crisp cold night, the Mayo woman on my arm, the tiny streets, the peace and quiet... I knew at the time that I would cherish this forever.On our last night, Cormac drove us through the city and we were blown away by the lights.
Thanks Cormac for putting us up and putting up with us. Next stop... Lyon!
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Is that a pic of Elmer fudd. With the hat. "Ooooo that sneaky wabbit"
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