the Phantom Rainbow of the Opéra

Haz came to visit and the 3 noses were reunited in the City of Lights ?

We artfully and completely fluke-i-ly dodged the foul weather sporadically haunting different areas of Paris, ran up the Arc de Triomphe for some moody shots, stumbled back down again and trotted off to P.H for a crème brulée macaron (cf:you must try these). There was some Gray-day grumbling in between but much fun was had, a whizwhipround tour of le centre ville and its endless photo-opportunities completed, both satisfying the lovely guest and her disposable camera and reminding us inhabitants how much there is right on our door/metro step, and that it never gets old!