Travel Tips

It's Jules! He's part of the family of gods that decorate the right side of the Arc de Triomphe, one of the most prominent erections in Paris.
(Vixens, don't you sometimes wish you could "click to enlarge" ??!! .......Unfortunately it's not yet possible ....with the first photo of a VT travelogue.)

Day after day Laetitia leans back and watches visitors who are eager to see her city's ample attractions.

When Laetitia needed help counting tourists visiting Paris, her little brother Didier took the bull by the horns and came to her assistance.
Recently he detected shrinkage and attributed this fact to spring rainshowers, meaning visitors are not staying at length to see the real Paris.

Anatole never seems to get off his derriere and do much even though he aspires to be assistant coach of Arsenal some day.

This heavenly body steps out on the Trocadero to bask in the sunshine. When good weather takes off she takes it all off, much to the delight of tourists who love Paris in the springtime.

Ophelia knows exactly where Felicity is ticklish. Utilizing just a gentle stroke of her fingertips across Felicity's belly, Ophelia makes Felicity giggle uncontrollably like a dolphin with hiccups. Blessed with her long arms and big hands, Ophelia is the Goddess of Ticklishness. Felicity can do nothing but squirm and squeal!

Fanette and Annette are twin sisters who sit near the Egyptian obelisk at a fountain in the middle of Place de la Concorde. They sometimes spray water on French government officials who walk to the administration offices behind them and have been known to squirt Americans who are trying to find the US embassy.

Sometimes their splashing in different directions brings strangers together who then wonder how they got wet. Paris is such a romantic city that often the sisters' cupid-like capers can result in coupling of pairs.

The Trocadero is a popular place for young lovers. You can see couples gazing toward the Eiffel Tower and dreaming of immortal happiness.
Isabelle and Beau already got it!

Beau came from Brest and Isabelle is from Cannes. They met before dawn at Place de la Concorde when both got splashed by Fanette and Annette, then walked all the way to Trocadero. Now she's looking in the direction of hope that Beau has what it takes to be her eternal love while he assesses Isabelle's assets with obvious admiration.