Woke up at about midday to Lyssa prodding me and telling me to get up because the day was going. It was really glorious in the morning - although the weather tailed off in the afternoon - and we did huge amounts of walking and touristy things.

The two highlights from a comedy perspective were:

1. Sitting in a restaurant window on Quai de Gesvres whilst the people on the table the other side of the glass set the timer on their camera to have their photo taken whilst we pulled faces and flicked V signs. That tickled us.
2. Standing on a street corner laughing hysterically at a bus with "Fücker" emblazened across its side in two foot high letters. An Anglophone thing, obviously.

We wandered around Notre-Dame Cathedral and listened to the organist practising. There are a multitude of services tomorrow and it looks as if we'll be going to Vêpres and definitely the organ recital tomorrow afternoon. After that, we ambled up La Seine, took in some fountains, ate some "marrons," fed bits of them to comedy pigeons and marvelled in awe at the building of Le Louvre. Lyssa was somewhat disappointed by the teeny pyramid (expectations ten times bigger, apparently; always a disappointment) but the sheer beauty of it all made up for that.

We have taken loads of photos. I bought a "Sapeurs Pompiers" teeshirt which is quite cute and has a little bit of velcro on it - presumably for attaching other firemen to. I shall be attaching packs of Rubber Stuffers to that.

Tomorrow we are going to do the Eiffel Tower, possibly Mont Martre and plenty more fag consuming (at £2.50 a packet you can't complain!), vin imbibing and people watching.