Day 4: Talking Heads

Today I explore my neighborhood.  My apartment is very close to Notre Dame cathedral and several universities.  There are lots cafes and bars nearby.  The current fashion seems to be mid-thigh skirts over dark stockings or tights.  Shoes vary from flats to boots.  Coats are slightly longer than the skirt hemline.  By my count the women out number the men 3:1 or more.  I don't have any complaints about fashion or the gender ratio.  As usual, when it comes to scenery, Paris does not disappoint.

There are more homeless (men) than I recall from a few years ago.  Maybe its the neighborhood.

That night I walk to Place du Republic where the news reporters are set up.  Dozens, maybe 50+ are doing live shots. Locals have left candles and flowers at the base of the monument.  Security seems almost nonexistent, here and where ever I go.  I took some photos which I'll try to transfer from my camera later.  I recognized one talking head from CNN, another from NBC.

I missed a turn walking home so I get some bonus miles in.  At 2 am I am approached by an oriental prostitute.  I wave her off, but I think how poor her income must be under the circumstance of a national crisis.

Day 3: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I sleep the sleep of the dead.  Not even terrorist attack could wake me.

I noticed coming in that tourist attractions are to be closed for three days, and some businesses are closing as well.  I noticed a few shuttered cafes in my neighborhood, but most are open.
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