Paris, it’s time for our last tango.

The Olympic torch came through Paris today and there was a large protest. Check out the sign on Hotel DeVille (Paris City Hall). I saw the end of the protest but I was a few blocks away buying shoes. There, I said it. I saw a unit of horse-mounted officers (is that how you say it? horse cops?) trot through stopped traffic.

Today I visited Montparnasse and ate at La Coupole. I visited a cemetery and came back to my little apartment to pack. I’ve finished my beer and now it’s time for one last cafe. It’s late afternoon and the weather is cold but clear. Later I’ll dine at my favorite restaurant. Tomorrow it’s up and at ‘em.