The endless walking, the flights of stairs, the shopping and all the
freakkin’ museums are driving us bananas. If I see another bust, a
painting, a carving, a statue, or read another French pamphlet that I don’t
fucking understand I am going to explode.
On a lighter note, there is an art exhibit at Arc de Triomphe. We are
going late this evening, can’t wait to see night time Paris from up
above. Tonight is our last night here.