There's a verge that runs straight on toward L'Hotel des Invalides in our neighborhood. I like to walk there because it's calm and pleasant. Most nights there are locals sitting on the grass with their friends and family drinking wine, kicking soccer balls, etc. Tonight there was also a violent dispute between lovers - no fun.
Don't judge me ... it's true that I cleaned the coffee maker on a Saturday night in Paris. But you would be amazed at how much more interesting that is when Aerosmith, Elton John, and a 2004 Margaux are involved. Plus, there's this just out on the balcony ...
... well actually, a beautiful day in Marie-Antoinette's neighborhood. And let's not quibble over who chopped whose head off ... le Domaine de Marie-Antoinette is a lovely little corner of the earth ...
You: CraigBob, is that a French all-accordion orchestra? Me: Why, yes ... yes I'm afraid it is. And it's playing all your pop fave-raves. You: And the chick in the rabbit ears? Me: A traditional European hen-party. It's best if you pursue the topic no further. You: You are very wise CraigBob. Me: Thank you dear friend.