Walking in Montmartre

More walking in Paris. I was surprised when William pointed out to me last evening that I have worn out my walking shoes on this trip. Both soles and heels have the beginnings of holes. I am not buying new shoes. I just hope it doesn't rain too much more.

Looking down from the Montmartre hill--which we had to climb. The funicular was out of order.

The real "Le Chat Noir"

Mae West's lips as a couch in the Dali Museum

High Five

The Space Elephant/The Temptation of Power

St Denis

William rubbing the head of the fat guy outside the museum of erotic art