Saw this band, Boulevard des Airs, kind of Manu Chau-esque.
Afterwards we wandered the hood and found a great late night dinner spot.
Just found out from my lovely Belgian buddy that their king has abdicated, and that his son will be crowned while we're there. How's that for a Forrest Gump moment?!
Now it's off to the Musee d'Orsay for us, with maybe a little picnic in the Tuileries. Did I mention that I love Paris?