Oh you know, just walking across the Seine. With Notre Dame to our left. No big deal at all.
Proof that it did, in fact, snow while we were in Paris. In April. Come on!
Inside the prettiest cathedral of them all...Notre Dame.
Also probably had some of the most phenomenal stained glass. Really really breathtaking.
I'll leave you with 3 pictures. But I have more. Oh, do I have more.
Sadly we went to ND in the morning, and so when we came out to take pictures of the exterior, the sun was behind it. Therefore, the picture is not great. Le sigh.
Louvre courtyard. Some people may disagree, but I happen to like the giant glass pyramids.
Thoroughly satisfied with my decision not to enter the tourist-infested museum. Some other time, I'm sure.
Approaching the Eiffel Tower. This is right before the riot police stopped us and told us we couldn't go in that way due to all the people protesting the Olympics (the torch was in Paris on that day). We said 'oui' and found another way in.
Ahhh the Eiffel Tower.
I'm actually starting to feel like the Travelocity Travel Gnome. You know how he's in all of those pictures just with famous monuments? That's me.
The Travel Gnome is super excited! (Haha, he was never jumping in any of his pictures. He lacks voluntary movement. I WIN!)
Arc de Triomphe. Picture perilously taken as I was crossing the street. Whatever, it's cooler than the ones on the sidewalk. My art demands risks, obviously.
Just taking a stroll down Champs-Elysees
Centre Pompidou! Probably a way more fun art museum than the Louvre. And significantly less crowded!
See? Fun. Little art exhibit grotto thing.
It was trippy. Literally. I tripped at least 6 or 7 times in here.
Stravinsky fountain outside the Pompidou.
The next day, we go to Montmatre and Sacre Coeur.
We climbed many stairs and went up a very large hill to get these oh-so-lovely shots of Parisian rooftops. But the church was cool so it was worth it.
Down in the seedy area of Paris. Had to get a picture of the Moulin Rouge, though.
Everybody CANCAN!
Out of sketchville and into deadville. The parade of famous dead begins at Pere Lachaise.
First stop: Jim Morrison. His grave is actually kind of blocked off by a fence so people don't damage it. But instead they just write things on the tomb next to his. I feel sorry for whoever is buried there.
And Chopin.
Moliere.
Sarah Bernhardt. (For such a diva, her grave is surprisingly plain)
Edith Piaf.
And Oscar Wilde. Who wins the Most Written On Grave award.
The cute little street in the Latin Quarter where our hostel was located.
The view of the street outside from our fourth floor Parisian room.
Oh you know, just walking across the Seine. With Notre Dame to our left. No big deal at all.
Proof that it did, in fact, snow while we were in Paris. In April. Come on!
Inside the prettiest cathedral of them all...Notre Dame.
Also probably had some of the most phenomenal stained glass. Really really breathtaking.
I'll leave you with 3 pictures. But I have more. Oh, do I have more.
Sadly we went to ND in the morning, and so when we came out to take pictures of the exterior, the sun was behind it. Therefore, the picture is not great. Le sigh.
Louvre courtyard. Some people may disagree, but I happen to like the giant glass pyramids.
Thoroughly satisfied with my decision not to enter the tourist-infested museum. Some other time, I'm sure.
Approaching the Eiffel Tower. This is right before the riot police stopped us and told us we couldn't go in that way due to all the people protesting the Olympics (the torch was in Paris on that day). We said 'oui' and found another way in.
Ahhh the Eiffel Tower.
I'm actually starting to feel like the Travelocity Travel Gnome. You know how he's in all of those pictures just with famous monuments? That's me.
The Travel Gnome is super excited! (Haha, he was never jumping in any of his pictures. He lacks voluntary movement. I WIN!)
Arc de Triomphe. Picture perilously taken as I was crossing the street. Whatever, it's cooler than the ones on the sidewalk. My art demands risks, obviously.
Just taking a stroll down Champs-Elysees
Centre Pompidou! Probably a way more fun art museum than the Louvre. And significantly less crowded!
See? Fun. Little art exhibit grotto thing.
It was trippy. Literally. I tripped at least 6 or 7 times in here.
Stravinsky fountain outside the Pompidou.
The next day, we go to Montmatre and Sacre Coeur.
We climbed many stairs and went up a very large hill to get these oh-so-lovely shots of Parisian rooftops. But the church was cool so it was worth it.
Down in the seedy area of Paris. Had to get a picture of the Moulin Rouge, though.
Everybody CANCAN!
Out of sketchville and into deadville. The parade of famous dead begins at Pere Lachaise.
First stop: Jim Morrison. His grave is actually kind of blocked off by a fence so people don't damage it. But instead they just write things on the tomb next to his. I feel sorry for whoever is buried there.
And Chopin.
Moliere.
Sarah Bernhardt. (For such a diva, her grave is surprisingly plain)
Edith Piaf.
And Oscar Wilde. Who wins the Most Written On Grave award.
The cute little street in the Latin Quarter where our hostel was located.
The view of the street outside from our fourth floor Parisian room. 
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