New Year’s Eve á Paris, 2023

As the title suggests, this will be a post about spending the end of 2023 in the City of Lights, Paris. I had never been to this country or city before and was very much looking forward to it. It did not disappoint. Over only three nights, the city and its people made us all feel welcome. It was a wonderful way to usher in a new year. Please enjoy these images and quips…

Hotel for the trip, quaint rooms and lively first night…

Sacré-Coure…

Always take the funicular…

Art in Montemartre…

Time for NYE…

And New Year’s Day…

Small sidenote – this will be my last blog post. Over the last 16 years, this blog became something of a diary for myself. It’s a great way to show the history of the last number of years, but people and technology have now moved away from this format. I’d like to say I could keep it up and keep it going, but that doesn’t really seem to make sense, especially as we usher in 2024. It really has been a great ride, a wonderful place to leave memories, and something I truly hope at least a few people found entertaining.  Thanks for all the reading. 

These boots were not made for walking, Cheyenne, WY

Having fond memories of Chicago’s art cows a couple decades back, I relished the chance to find all the artist-painted cowboy boots in Cheyenne. Evidently there were 24 originally, and you can still find most of them, and new ones added, in the city today. I thought I’d captured most of them, 7 boots on a long walk, but it appears I’m no where close to the total. 

If you’re in Cheyenne, def try to seek these out. I also don’t think you’ll miss them as, did I mention, they’re like 7 or 8-feet tall. They’re pretty massive and so colorful. Maybe they’re cowboy boots for Paul Bunyan. I’ll check with Minnesota. 

Can you beat my count!?