Huge bust of a morning. We went to the musee d'homme (museum of man, oddly there is no museum of women nor is there a museum of woman). Anyway, they are supposed to have a wonderful ethnographic collection, including an entire wing devoted to musical instruments from all over the world, but we misread the sign above the ticket booth. We both thought it was saying that the ethnographic collection of the museum of africa and oceania was closed, which we already knew since we went there without knowing that and paid 7 euros to see the alligators in the basement, and therefore thought it very nice of them to warn us of that since it was quite dissapointing to go all the way out to the african museum and have it be closed except for the fish from former colonies. Anyway, guess what, apparently there are no ethnographic museum exhibits in the greater Paris area, they are all closed indefinately. So we paid our 7 euros each, again, to find out that they had installed an exhibit about some comic books that were similar to Tintin "Blake et Mortimer en Paris!" The high points were seeing the striking construction workers being bussed in and fed sandwiches and beer at 10 am, and eating crepes while looking at the tour Eiffel in the gray cloudy light. I've posted a picture of the tour with the little tours that were for sale in the foreground, a nice juxtaposition of images. I think it came out well. Oh, and Holly bought a smashing hat from the sidewalk vendors. But don't bother with the ethnographic museums, at least until 2005 when the new one will open.