Return

We are safe and sound back at Jodi's house in Scotland. Spent the day on trains- pretty uneventful but thought i'd share that information anyways.





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Goodbye, googly eyes

We continued our quest to spread joy to random people through street art today. We have faith that those who come across our googly eyed beings will be blessed... there's no way to know how much a life could be changed by our random acts of personification.
In a Montmartre alley way:



Outside the amazing Pompidou center: (however we're not so fond of this place because we accidentally waited one hour in a line that we thought was to get into the museum but was really just for the library. There was no line to get in)



A friendly tomato-or-pepper-like-veggie:



A jovial subway station chair:



And we stopped by the Louvre just to spruce up Mona:


We even put some eyeballs next to invader at the Sacre Coeur:




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Basilica Sacre Coeur

After visiting Notre Dame yesterday, we found a gem of a church that seemed to inhabit God's blessing. Beautiful. That's all I can say about it.





The spirituality of this place was soon confirmed when we encountered an original "Invader" outside in the church's courtyard.



And then we found another one less than a minute later!!




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Cultural Observations

French people have more quirks than English people

French people like us more than English people

French people speak a different language than English people

There is a reason it is called "French" kissing- and it's because the French like to do it a lot in public.

Americans talk about stupider things than English or French people.


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Surprise, surprise, googly eyes!!

Up until this point, we do admit that we've been slacking on our goal about googly eyes. But today we faithfully hit the streets of paris with the goal of spreading joy to many people through our street art.

Paris seems to be full of these metal poles with ball-shaped tops. They make great heads for our eyeballs:








These two poles were at the "Belleville Zoo"- an alley way dedicated to street art of many forms- mosaic, childrens toys, among many other things (and now googly eyes):









These googly eyes made a great foreground subject at the eiffel tower:





A hungry mail box:





A subway poster advertisement:




A friendly recycling container:




And, ofcourse, the Notre Dame telescope:






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Refuge des Fondus

Refuge des Fondus was the weirdest restaurant I've ever been to. Everyone sits at two long communal tables so when new people arrive, they step on the table to get to their seats. Appetizers seemed to be a platter of a variety of anything you might find in a jar in the refrigerator. Wine was served in baby bottles. Then there was delicious cheese fondue with a bottomless bread basket. Fellow customers were friendly to the EXTREME the fact that we hardly could understand a word between us. People were encouraged to graffiti on the walls before leaving. This was the first place we left our mark.
Me drinking from a baby bottle (notice the googly eyes over my shoulder)





Our new very best friends in the world:



The bottle:




Our first of many marks left in Paris:




An overall success for our first day getting around in Paris!


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Hello Paris

We booked the cheapest hotel within the Paris metro system. But that is no problem. We had to carry our luggage up six flights of stairs to get to our room. Looking down:


By the time we got to the top we were so tired we couldn't figure out how many steps we'd climbed. We just know there were three steps to the first level and then 6 sets of 17 steps each. I wish I had Rocket here to help me figure out how many steps that was....
Our room is the size of a luxury closet, and you can stand up straight without hitting your head in half of it.
This is the view out the windows:






Depending on where you are standing, the room may smell like pee, poo, rotten eggs, or old carpet. But, hey, we're not complaining- we are in Paris....

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