After a week of moving around to see family (from France to England to Scotland and back to France), we finally settled in for four days in Paris. I had it in my head that the honeymoon would not actually start until we were on the banks of the Seine with our feet dangling over the water.
We found a conveniently located bridge and got to work on our first morning.
Just to be safe, we adopted “Hamsterdam” rules for public drinking. Yes, that is a baguette wrap.
Though Katy and I were quite thorough in our efforts to name this bridge after ourselves, the city of Paris has been slow to adopt the change.
Thrashin’ out front of the Modern Art museum.
Parisian Theology.
This was kind of incredible. It’s hard to tell from the photo, but the angelic rays are actually reflecting up from the clouds and into the sky. Neither of us had ever seen this light effect before.
DJ Rocktopuss currently resides across the street from the Louvre. Please sign our petition to get him into the permanent collection where he belongs.
A sewer goblin in Marais.
Luxembourg Gardens. Awaiting macarons.
Requisite Eiffel Tower shot.
Requisite Arc d’ Triumph shot.
Trying to look as French as possible. Succeeding mightily.
It’s a little known fact that Charlemagne was actually a ravenous ice monster.
The Statue of Liberty taking a breather.
If you find yourself in Montparnasse, do yourself a favor and eat here. The menu is written on the wall in chalk, because it is different every day, but if they happen to be serving their escargot salad, you win.
Street art fist bump.
The Hills Are Alive with the Sound of Greenspans 