Canadian pub and the Pompidou.

I spent good chunks of the last two days in Paris, doing stuff with some of the other English assistants. On Wednesday night, we went to the Irish Cultural Centre to an opera of The Diary of Anne Frank (very good, I thought). Yesterday, we decided to go to the Centre Georges Pompidou, which is the modern art museum. However, before we all met up, I went to The Great Canadian Pub near Notre Dame with two of the other assistants. It was very neat, even if they had run out of things I wanted (been craving a caesar, "sorry, we're out of Clamato"; wanted poutine, "sorry we're out of fries, would home fries be OK?" [they totally were]).

One of the banners outside of the pub.

A photo for the Habs fans in my family.

Only in a Canadian bar would you find a framed photo of a hockey fight, autographed by both players involved (Iginla and Lecavalier).

After a good but expensive meal, we head off to meet the others at the Pompidou. It's a very interesting builing from the outside.

Once in, we made our way to the musée levels, where they have more permanent exhibits.

On the escalator, which is that weird hamster tube-like structure on the outside of the building.

Next are some paintings, but, because I didn't take note of the artists or titles, I can't tell you anything about them.

And finally, the piece that I found odd. A table made by Francis Ford Coppola, complete with his name under the glass.

I have a lot more pictures, but it's just far too many to upload onto here. Maybe when I get back to Canada, I'll invest in one of those carousel projectors and do a marathon travelogue presentation... can you even still buy a carousel projector?