Paris, France
Today was a giant pain in the arse really. It started out well enough, after we checked out we were able to leave our bags at the hotel so we could have a further wander. We ended up at the Tate Modern art museum. I use the word art liberally, but what would I know. For example there was one piece that was a largish canvas painted all Ted except for a purple stripe on the right hand side. Ridiculous that this is hanging in a museum, but once again what do I know....