London to Paris

Which I’m sure is how Napoleon thought of himself.

“Learn business English from the Wall Street Institute…”

It’s like the luminescence of angels illuminating it or something.

Announcement of a worker action at an eatery near the Centre Georges Pompidou.

In the unfashionable north end of the Marais, near where I was staying.

And this is the other, erm, interesting Metro station I saw.

Setting up for the Christmas market, near Place de la Concorde and the Tuileries.

So, when I was in Paris last weekend, this was the view from my bed.