It’s about noonish and we realized its time to get up after a very full day and night taking in the scenery. Here is some of the view from day two. I even found a space invader (google it) under the bridge to the Louvre.
The photos and anything I can talk about in Public end at the Moulin Rouge, which is basically a gay Cirque Du Soliel with breasts. Think broadway meets a drag show and crashes into a circus. Complete with clowns, jugglers, feather boas, giant snakes and small ponies. The demographics for this show include Asian tourists, old ladies and theatre nerds like me and my wife.
We had a blast the rest of the night and into the morning as far as we can remember. Now to find some strong coffee and a croissant.
The Narcissistic (American) Anthropologist 