In 1990 I flew to Europe to wander for three weeks. I had it in my head that I would travel through Germany, visit the town that my fathers ancestors came from, attend Oktoberfest, and then head to Paris for three days. AS it turned out I ended up going from Frankfurt to Heidelberg, then to Rothenburg, Munich, Freiburg, Kaisersberg, and then Paris before flying out of Frankfurt again.
I rented a car as well. I would not recommend this when one goes to Paris ... as it's a total pain in the ass finding parking around Paris. Lucky for me I found an underground lot in the St. Germain area and the car never moved from that spot until I left.
It was my first time in Paris, my first time struggling to understand and speak in the same rapid fire delivery of most Parisians, and first time getting completely lost. Damn it was fun.
These are some of those images taken with a Leica, and Tri-X.