Big disappointment, folks. BIG disappointment. Rushed home after nice evening out with lady in cool arabic cafe with people smoking those weird pipes and then a mexican restaurant. Until then, fine. Quickly printed out the suggested itineries for 'la nuit blanche' which I had cleverly forgotton to do earlier, and headed back into the centre.
Got off at Gare d'Austerlitz, as it seemed that there was an interesting series of light shows starting there. Walked the route. Nothing. Zilch. Que dalle!
Eventually found a rather sad film projection on the side of a building somewhere near St. Paul of what seemed to be a naked Japanese man running rather desperately through some sort of barren industrial landscape. Believe it's called experimental existentialism. You only get the industrial bit in my pic. Sorry girls. Nice butt tho'... take my word for it.
Next I found a big queue to get into what I glimpsed to be a not-very-riveting series of static projections inside the 4th arrondissement's town hall. Gave it a miss.
Then came the 'Hotel de Ville' of Paris. Again, not too impressed. Couple of screens, lots of people, not much going on. Fountains nice though.
After that I passed the Pompidou Centre which seemed dead and snaked my way through the crowds to Les Halles, where apparently there were several things going on.
The crowds were a bit scary though. Found a kinda eerie white vibrating sound blob thang, but there were too many dodgy guys milling around for me to take its pic.
Then discovered a kinda experiential noise/light extravaganza, for want of a better expression, with people swaying either in some sort of trance or desperately trying to stay awake and not fall over in the process.
Passed a kinda spooky blue sky piercing light blob thang, so uninteresting that I had no qualms about taking a photo or two.
Then, to be honest, as I wound my weary way home, things actually got more interesting. I'll carry on later.
Your despondent Parisian correspondent,