We just managed to enter the Notre Dame before closing time. So we didn't get to see much. As we didn't want to disturb the mass, we left. But that was okay. We got to see the stained glass windows and Greg thought the outside was the best bit anyway and I have to agree. Behind the cathedral was the sweetest little garden. Greg was a bit amused by how enamoured with it I was. but it was so pretty and the trees were in blossom and the sun was shining and we were in Paris.

As we were leaving the garden, some buskers started playing. They were fantastic. I just love it when a band really enjoys their music. Plus they were cute. Proof was in the number of young sweet things that gathered to watch them. I don't remember their name because Jordy couldn't pronounce it and I couldn't understand what she was saying.

The homeless person who decided to join in on their act was also hugely entertaining.