There are so many bridges over the Seine in Paris, and they are all beautiful.  Of course, with that "tower" in the background, the view is all the better.

But, this is starting to be a nuisance.  It started quite a few years ago, I believe in Hungary.  Lovers or close friends will write their names on a lock, click it onto the bridge wires and together, throw the key into the river below.  It sealed their friendship and love.  Many also have the dates on them.  It is interesting and I found, rather appealing.  Officials think that it is a form of littering.  At this point, it would be a tremendous job to remove all these locks and keep them from going up again.  Besides, the lock salesmen are doing a fine business.

Okay, we will admit that we are small town Midwesterners who have never tasted Fallafel before.  Heard lots about it, have seen recipes for it, but have never tried it.  So, off we went to one of the most "famous" fallafel restaurants in Paris.  With Metro map in hand, we found it easily though the day was a little rainy.

And so, the pita filled with fallafel and red and green cabbage...it was outstanding.  There were at least 6 or 7 of this round little babies in my pita.  Thank you, thank you, for letting us taste this treat.  I doubt it will be the last time.