Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Drifting down the Seine at six thirty in the evening, when the sun has just popped out again after the rain, is somewhat akin to spiritual enlightenment. We circled the Notre Dame de Paris, and every piece of glass twinkled at us. We stopped on the Pont de Neuf and snapped pictures because the light was so perfect and suddenly every idiot with a camera was out. I don't care that I'm a ninny here, with my camera attached to my eye. It's inSeine!