Tour de Butt
I spent today with a fun group of fellow hostelers staking out a place on the Champs Elysées, waiting (sometimes patiently) for the start of the race, and watching all the action. Unfortunately for my butt, some of the action was in the form of the dirty European men copping a feel in the crowded street. Seriously? That gets old after a while.

On to Amsterdam next!

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