First Impressions of Paris

Our first night in Paris was nothing short of its reputation. We shared the opening of a photography exhibition from our apartment with the hippest of the young Parisian "bobo chic" set. Trendy African bongo drums with techno background beat as only the French can do! The avante garde black "kilt" accompanied by the black framed glasses, black bowler hat on the Rastafarian hair, long black socks and "Doc Martin" boots, with requisite cigar and appropriate pose, was a classic touch by the exhibiting artist. The crowd spilt out onto our narrow rue and their banter provided a fitting atmosphere for the Marais neighbourhood.

We have, however, noticed that the Parisians lack the originality that we Australians possess in droves. The accompanying photos speak for themselves.