Paris. I think I'm in Love. They have Star Wars toys!

So, I caught the Eurostar this morning with very little mess or fuss.
I'm not sure what I was expecting, however there was a lot less
worrying than anticipated.

 In fact, I barely sat down and got my iPod out when I looked out of
the window and noticed some peanut driving on the wrong side of the
road!! IDIOT! And then I realised that I must be in France
already...

 Paris.
I get out of the train station, and walked into the best shop ever.
They had the best collection of Star Wars / Lord of the Rings
collectibles I've ever seen. I must have spent an hour wandering
around the shop picking my jaw off the floor, and trying not to
breathe all over all the cool shit they had.

 I also found some church - I think the locals are proud of it, because
there was a whole heap of people milling around. As it happens, there
was a whole heap of gypsy beggers as well. Notre Dame. Way cool for
something so old.

 It would have been so much better without the 15kg+ backpack attached
to me... Perhaps I can hire an Oompa Loompa to follow me around
Europe?