Windblown in France

Another day and I find myself yet again taking a shower out on the streets of Paris. Even though it poured this morning, by afternoon the sun was shining through the most beautifully blue stained glass windows of Sainte Chappelle. I thought Chartres was beautiful, here I felt up close and personal with the windows in the intimate and hidden chapel. I did the tourist thing stopping by public gardens and major sights (eiffel, elysees...). I cant write much more because my time on this commputer in the colourful and wild Pompidou library is running out and I am having troubles typing As and Ms on this computer. Until another day...