hhhrrmmm, sex-xxyyyy

i went for a run this morning up past the sacre coeur and found the streets of montmartre. it's more of what i was expecting of montmartre... cafes, theaters, and artists about. though more businessmen/women than artists, signs of the legendary bohemian hangout are still evident. i zigzagged through streets a bit, careful to look for landmarks to find my way back. i ran past a geeky guy on his bike who looked my way and said, "hhrrmmm, se-xyyy" in stereotypical french fashion and i just bust out laughing!

we visited d'Orsay after checking into a different hotel closer to the train - for our early train to bern. exiting the train station, we headed down a street with many "hotel" signs. we entered the first that we saw, but the price was too high. seconds later, a middle-aged woman accosted us and pointed to the "vacancies" sign above her shop door. questioningly, we followed her, and she offered us a room for 38 euro for the night. perfect and easy! though it crossed my mind that, come nightfall, some of our neighbors could turn out to be prostitutes.

back to d'Orsay, the rick steves walking tour, which took us through the most important pieces in the museum, was excellent. otherwise, you could spend the whole day there to see everything.

now we're at the bibliotheque du francois mitterand looking up travel details for the next leg of the trip. cool library, though the buildings look like a set of 4 enormous filing cabinets rising from the ground.

still, no access to upload shots, though i will have plenty of them... 10 gigs or so already.