Another walk around Saint Ouen. Or not, as it turns out.
This time I crossed the Seine onto the island of Saint Denis and then crossed the Seine a second time to change towns and departments at the same time. From Saint Ouen in Seine Saint Denis I crossed into the Hauts de Seine into the town of Gennevilliers or it could have been Villeneuve la Garenne. Feeling thoroughly disoriented I took a few pictures and headed back to the hotel to lie down.
The swans under the bridge seemed to be oblivious to fact that they were changing towns and departments each time they changed patches of duckweed. Ignorance is bliss.