I was on a mission, the sweat was pouring on one of the hottest days of the year, and I made it with minutes to spare. Put it this way, I was the only one that stripped to my t-shirt ont he top deck of the bus in March while everyone else had hats and scarves on...that's how fast I walked to get there. The bus consolidated everything we have seen by foot, Opera, Madeleine, Notre Dame, Eiffel Tower, Invalides, grand palace, theatres, Arc de Triomphe again. I do like a good bus tour for the commentary. This time, a casual stroll back to the hotel to meet Ali and Brigitte.
After lunch and yet another creme brulee, time for a nap before heading out to see the Eiffel Tower at nightime. I'd hate to think how many pictures I have of the tower now. At night it glows, and on the hour it sparkles for 3 minutes. We ate a crepe while looking at the tower and strolled back to the hotel passing the place where Princess Diana died.
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