A mix of German and French breakfast rituals. Baguette, croissant, gouda, salami and saucisson all happily next to one another.

The mornign after.

But we kept on up until 6AM...

Ok, go home. You are tired.

Guys, don't you want to dance and claim the prize of 'dancer of the night'? No?? Ah, ok.

And sweaty Bjoern keeps up with the beat.

We made it, we are still awake!! 3AM.

Beauty in front of beautiful Paris (ok, difficult to see on this picture).

A reborn hippie never stops.

Bonne annee Marijeanne!

Who drank which bottle first?

Making Australian friends at 2AM.

Nice doggy. Wanna eat with us?

C'mon guys. You are supposed to rock the house!

Aren't they cuuuute. :)

And on to the next party via the Parisian metro. Reuniting with our four youngsters.