We took the bullet train out of Nice because of the Nato meeting. Every head of State was staying in Nice and it was a complete cluster-fuck. Mom and Dad came to France to get away from the idiots running America into the ground so they didn't want to deal with all the Rumsfeld motorcades screwing up the traffic on the Promenade des Anglais. We left town and went up to Paris.

Mom didn't want to go into the Eiffel Tower because she thinks some Islamic dopes are going to blow it up but I got close enough and peed on the Eiffel Tower anyway.

Finn got hit on by lots of horny French males. I guess they're celebrating Valentine's day.

There's the giant French fire hydrant. Oui, oui, I made it mine.