The latest stop on the tour was Paris, France. What a city. There seems to be a certain feeling of unstressful existence here. Nobody gets too excited about things. The people were certainly friendly to us, (a group of Americans). In fact, in my opinion, the people here are friendliest here, of all the European cities we have visited. There was certainly a cast of characters,(isn't there always). Our cousin from Morrocco, who advised us on subway travel "...don't panic guys. All America is good, Democrat, Republican, all good." Claudia, the mystery artist, who drew a picture of SOMEONE for us. A man we'll refer to only as "the Russian". Laurent, the Apartment Manager.."see, easy, 2 buttons only!" Nicolai the cellarmaster of Epernay..."we do not find those grapes interesting." The French bartender at the Irish Pub who lives in Ibiza but is now a reformed military man. Malcolm the tour guide of the Marais, an accomplished clairinetist, actor and renaissance man. The barman at the cafe in Clignacourt, who was kind enough to show us how to lose money in the French Lottery. And many more characters, bit players and extras!