Dispatches from the streets of Paris during the 2024 Olympic Games - providing a glimpse of the city you won’t see on TV.
Fed-up Frenchies reveal the unpleasant reality of life in Paris as many make a last-ditch attempt to Airbn-flee ahead of the Olympics. James Weir sees what le fuss is about.
This Instagram icon made famous by a hot Netflix show was once the go-to place for tourists. Then it all suddenly changed. James Weir books a table.
The streets of Paris are seemingly empty. But at 3am, under a bridge where revellers explain the health benefits of drugs over alcohol, James Weir finds some action.
This unknown street suddenly exploded and now “mad” residents face swarms of superfans. James Weir knocks on the front door of cultural delusion.
Sex in the laundry, thirsty groupies and perfect bodies as far as the eye can see. Welcome to the athletes’ village after dark. James Weir provides some lubrication.
Ready to feel old? This Olympic event attracted a grandstand full of punters who can only be described as The Blink 182 crowd. James Weir supplies them with some Olay Regenerist.
The Olympics is nice but, for Paris punters, there are more urgent things to worry about: like what cute sandals they’re going to wear courtside at that match with what’s-his-face.
Paris disregarded the criteria in a false start that should see them disqualified. Where were the dancing papier-mâché Eiffel Towers? James Weir joins the judging panel.
A short time ago, we wouldn’t have been caught dead with this. Now, it’s plaguing the streets during the Paris Olympics. James Weir turns it up to full bore.
A fight breaks out at a dangerous Paris selfie spot as “dumb Americans” take over. “Get some culture!” one person scolded. So, who’s in the wrong? James Weir referees.