Ah, Paris!

If you're a true fan of mine, you know that I visited Paris many times when I was a child, traveling with my father (and mother before she died), and worked there as a Belgian Soldier during WWI under the assumed name of Henri Defense (which I admit was a terrible alias, but in my defense-no pun intended-I was only 16 and it seemed clever at the time), where I met and had a steamy affair with Mata Hari. Ah, what a woman.
When I found out MIHH, Mr. HH (who I think needs to lobby for a better nickname), Indy and O'Pa (MIHH's dad) were going to Paris, I was ready to go and troll all my old haunts. After our emotional visit to Utah Beach, I opted out of the trip to Omaha Beach and cemetery, and hung around the hotel making lecture notes and thinking about Paris. Ah, Paris. Here are a few snapshots of our trip.
I was "accidentally" left behind when we first arrived in Paris, so I missed the Arch de Triomph. When they came back to drop off the backpack, I made sure to crawl in Indy's pocket. This is Indy, me in his pocket and O'Pa getting in the elevator. Only the 3 of us would fit (it was about 3 x 3) so MIHH and Mr. H had to take the stairs.


We walked around the streets for a while, just looking at things and MIHH found some fantastic cafe's and bistros to eat at, but was outvoted and somehow we ended up at McDonald's. What is wrong with those boys? They need some serious culture. Since I didn't get a vote and was there anyway, I figured I should get into the spirit. I mean it was no Moules Provancal and fois gras, but you know, it was food, and I was hungry.


Carefully, carefully.


Okay, I'm up for the challenge. I think. It's pretty big.


Oh, yeah. I'm going in.


A gentleman always cleans up after a meal.



Well, I was satisfied, but seriously, McDonald's? MIHH was so not happy.



Afterward we walked around the streets. It was a really cold night, but I found something I found interesting (fortunately O'Pa took the kid back to the hotel ahead of us). Ooh, la, la!


Just, you know, doing some research.


I hope you enjoyed our evening stroll. Next time I'll show you our trip to the Eiffel Tower and a visit to the military museum where I saw some old friends and enemies.