

Paris, France
Marcy & I woke up feeling like we'd been run over by a Mac truck. Neither of us slept well at all. We hit the road in spite of feeling yucky and managed to get ourselves to the proper place to meet our tour guide in the area of Montmartre. The most challenging thing was trying to figure out whether we should walk up the street or go the other way once we were off the subway. All the shops along the way were dealing with sex in one fashion or another, some wit...