Here I am, scootering in Enghien-les-Bains, the Northern suburb of Paris, where Chad and I are staying with Helene and her family. I borrowed this scooter from Sasha, Helene's sweet little girl when we went for a walk around the neighbourhood and Chad snapped this shot, which by sheer coincidence happened to be framed exactly as the shot of Enghien les Bains that Wikipedia uses.Helene, showing us around. It's a really nice neighborhood.We met up with my old Vancouver friend, Iana and her new French boyfriend for lunch the next day and I had snails and frog legs. They were ok. I don't think I will be having them again. I'll post pics of that later on Flickr. The new boyfriend then went back to work (he's a French cop) and the three of us went to explore a huge flea market where we saw some of the most amazing antiques I've ever laid my eyes on.Chad, relaxing after an exhausting day.Our connecting flight to Paris was through Los Angeles and I think that's why we saw Joshua Jackson at the airport. He flew on the same flight as us and I told him that I really liked him in the Fringe, although I don't really like the show itself. For some reason, even though I had a camera in my jacket pocket, I didn't ask him for a picture. I suppose I didn't want to be rude and/ or lame.