The great thing about traveling the way we do is mixing the monumental with the intimate. Though I love seeing the great sights of the great cities, it the local color that seems to be the thing I remember the most. Shopping for dinner in the street market, and talking to the vendors is alsways some of the best times. But of course, the Champs-Élysées is pretty memorable too.
Oh, and we went to the Picasso Museum too, which was partly closed due to a strike. ç’est la vie