It's Eiffel Time

In France, I visited the Eiffel Tour (as required by the French government), known by Parisians as "Zat god-damned phallus zat jou can see from every window in zee city".

I have a lot of pictures of it, so I'm going to get them all out of the way in this post.


Nifty, huh? It lights up at night.

I tried to take a picture of me apparently leaning on it.

Kacey couldn't see the camera viewfinder, though.

"Bah! That shot sucked," I said, "You could have told me I was leaning too far back. Try it again."

Yeah, great, but Oldy McOldmeyer and Mrs. McOldmeyer were standing behind me.

Again, the "here's me standing in front of it" picture(s).


Followed by the less-common "here's me licking it" picture.


Then an up-skirt, so to speak. (from underneath the tower)


And an up-skirt panorama. Man, what I wouldn't give for one of those of Misa Campo. Damn!

(click for le bigness)

Here's an interesting panorama.

(click for le bigness)

The view from atop the tower was tremendous!


As always, I had to leave my mark.


Twice, even!


Quote of the Day

The Eiffel Tower is the Empire State Building after taxes.