These street side snaps are from my midnight jaunts mainly around the back streets of Montmartre, Paris. Day time snaps will come next week - i'll keep my thoughts on Paris in my sleeve until then.
All I can say about the night time is that it was really hard to get my snaps, empty handed I seem to attract the crazies, but with camera in hand it gets out of control. The nights were freezing and I ate nothing but blue cheese, savory pancakes, and spied on the bevvies of handsome men strolling in and out of the sex shops alone - left with nothing but wonder. Everyone dresses so amazingly ... it hurt my head just to keep people watching.
Every second in Paris was such a delight I was bursting with such excitement it was hard to look casual. It snowed while I was there. The locals seem to freak out when it snows, everything stopped - it felt like a war was going to break out. It didn't. Bonsoir to you Frenchies ... see you again very soon, I hope.