We experienced Paris nightlife or something last night starting at about 1am.

We heard some music as we were all going to sleep, but at about 2:30am Marc and I both awoke to VERY loud voices: two people arguing in French, a woman screaming, and then.... gun shots.

We were a bit taken aback...and then we heard the music swell and then.....then whole thing all over again. Marc heard a Frank Sinatra song somewhere in the mix. It took us a few moments to realize must be a movie. And a bad one. The noise was incredibly loud. The scene was playing over and over again. Coming up into our apartment. We looked out on the street, nothing. Finally, we opened our apartment door and we could hear it even louder in the stairwell. Marc ventured down to the second floor apartment where it was clear the sound was coming from....."Pardon" ("Deb...what's the word for loud?"). A 20-something opens the door. Marc points to his ears....the 20-something is very apologetic. The music/the movie is turned off.. Were they watching? Were they screening/editing a movie? Who knows. We went back to sleep. The girls oblivious to this all.

Ah, the benefits of having an apartment with neighbors.
I did notice upon our arrival, that this apartment has lovely little window boxes outside each window. I will not water them.