I was particularly impressed with the flying buttresses. Ah ha ha ha! Buttresses. No, seriously, they're cool.
The interior, dark by today's standards, was amazingly well-lit compared to pre-Gothic buildings. Flash photography is quite forbidden.
The Paris Opera House is famous for opera, obviously, but also that terrible "Phantom of the Opera"!! He didn't really try anything during our visit, but he did pop out and eat a pigeon before going back to his subterranean tunnel.
Sacre Coeur is the famous basilica on the hill. It perches at the top of Montmartre. Fortunately there is a little escalator thingy that save you some steps. I only wish we had found it before climbing up all those stairs.
When we got to the top of Montmartre there was a footrace going on. In the rain. (Notice a theme going in a lot of these outdoor photos? Hint: It involves me having wet hair most of the time.) I didn't catch him on film, but at least one of the racers was dressed like a waiter, carrying a tray with a drink on it... and it was full.
Nice, working gargoyles.
Here's a nice bridge.
These posters are all over inside the metro cars. I guess they're pretty unexceptional, simply a warning to keep your hands out of the door. However I found it fairly perplexing that they created a character - a pink rabbit, wearing a yellow suit - who serves absolutely no other purpose that I can see. This is not part of a safety campaign. Does he have a name? A back story? We don't know. He's just this poor rabbit doomed to ride the metro forever, like Charlie on the MTA.
