The target slipping away

we were told that the boat would stop by the Louvre so that we could get off and have a wander around and try to nick the Mona Lisa. The boat didn't so much stop as slow down slightly, so after considering the temperature, the cold water and the distance to dry land we decided to stay where we were, have another beer and then go to the pub.
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Some big tower thing we saw

The Eiffell Tower has a massive day-glo sign on the front promoting
the Paris bid for the Olympics in 2012 or something.
It is so out of characterthat it looks like the tower is being sponsored by MacDonalds.....in Blackpool.
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Dinner in Planet Hollywood Paris

On the left
Russell
Ryan
Stephen
On the left
Mark
Jason
The back of Peters head

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Its Betelgeuse I tell ya!

Mark is convinced this toilet is from "look who's talking 2 or 3", despite the fact that is was next to the wedding party from "Betelgeuse", despite the fact that Russel and I told him it was from "Betelgeuse", and despite the fact that we asked the waitress, who asked the manager, who told us it was from "Betelgeuse".
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Leo

Ok, so, we were at a bar on the Champs D'Elysee, sitting outside under a couple of those gas-powered heating things and there is a large gathering just down the road. We have a look and see thats its a cinema with a large crowd and red carpet. Hmmmm. Premier of The Aviator. Hmmmmm. We return to the bar. About half an hour later there is a burst of screams, so it looks like someone has turned up. We trot back over..........nope. Being drunk(ish) we decide to lurk in the crowd, wait for Leo to turn up and then heckle.
30 mins later, and after lots of (we assume) famous french people, no Leo and no-one we recognise so we decide that we are going to be late for dinner, and that we are terminally sad for waiting so long. A brief walk, jog, run later we get to the Arc De Triumph, and find out that our hotel is directly on the other side of the bloody roundabout. We are already late for dinner so decide on a mad suicide run, trusting to the skill and reactions of the average French driver to keep us alive. From over my shoulder I can her Mark muttering "I will not die on French soil. Not on French soil."

The crowd looking at nobody famous at all.

the scrum
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I have no idea who this is, but she was gorgeous, and she went straight to talk to the cameraman and the reporters so I assume she is a famous french person.
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Some famous french people
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Any ideas?
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Statue on side of bridge. I think the commentary told us what it was, but it was freezing cold and the handset that gave you the commentary was made of steel. Brrrrrrrrrr!
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Some famous building I have no doubt.
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Mark looking at something on the boat. This boat trip was on the 6th of January, on an open top boat, at about -5 degrees celcius. With a strong wind blowing.
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Some of the bank people on the seine river trip. ( I will try to avoid making any kokes about going In-Seine )
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Take 2 steps out of the hotels front door, turn to your right and you see L'Arc de Triumph. And the terrifying roundabout that goes around it.
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