Having done our laundry and packed our bags last Sunday evening, John and I decided to return to Au Petit Fer de Cheval for a drink and a last wander through the Marais. Above is my snap of the tiny horseshoe bar from our table just in off the street.
John took this fantastic composite picture of the bar and the patio chairs looking onto the Rue Vieille du Temple.
We loved the Parisian looks of this beautiful young couple sitting nearby.
And the street was as fascinating as ever. A voyeurs' paradise.
John noticed the washroom on our last visit. This time he took the camera so you may be prepared for both something high-tech
Then we walked further into the Marais.
We loved the graphic on this storefront. Classic Tom of Finland.
The yellow napkins on these fallafels betray their source -- L'As du Fallafel -- the famous take-out source of the best fallafels in our experience.
Parisians love their dogs. Love this poodle!
As we returned home along Rue Francs-Bourgeois with its design shops things turned psychedelic as our last stroll here drew to close.
A telephone appeared in full plumage accompanied by his wallflower wife.
Graffiti took on a life all its own.
As we neared the Place des Vosges John fell in love with this construction site's window treatment. It's his last picture of Paris.