Eiffel Tower, Jupiter, Venus, Sacre Coeur

Armed with a sextant, a book of astronomical tables and a map of Paris, you should be able to work out where we are. Or look at the geo-tag for this entry. Or read the next sentence.
We are in Buttes-Bergeres! In Paris! In France! The France in Europe! The Earth Europe! The Earth between Venus and Mars (which are alright tonight)! Yes - THAT Buttes-Bergeres!

A rush to get ready (tennis had to be truncated, leading to the first recorded use of the Duckworth-Lewis method to decide the outcome of a tennis match) followed by a pleasant crossing on the Eurostar, followed by a journey on the cramped, hot, sweaty No 26 bus (which gave us a chance to really get a flavour of the real cramped, hot, sweaty Paris. Then out for a meal with H at what we now think of of as our local bistro.