Really, I saw very little in Paris but airport shuttles and long, long terminals. But I did see a cute little orange toilet (with matching tile details) and a type of women's dress I had never seen before.
Not much story to the toilet, actually.
But the clothing was different. The skirt was appliqued and then there were a few mirrors in a pattern above that. it had a hood, with a large gathered cowl. The hood tied under the chin like a bonnet, and the cloth was turned back a little around the face, too. When the lady reached up I could see the skirt was just a kind of wrap-around skirt, and she was wearing another kind of shirt or dress under it, also blue, but different, softer material.
When I described it to them, Hema and Pradnya said it was a certain Moslem sect/region (I could ask again tomorrow), and that it was covering her full set of clothes. So I guess it's travelling coverings. It was striking, and different, though. It's tacky to be taking pictures of people that way, but she's all covered up from this angle anyway.
Much time passed; then I got to India, and that moves to the other blog:
Sandra in India. What I saw I couldn't well photograph. Hundreds of painted trucks, on a highway in the early hours of morning.
More pictures there after I sleep and visit and the sun comes up.