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The dinner at the Eiffel Tower restaurant was fine however we were at the side of the restaurant and did not have much of a view. Coming down from the first level of the tower presented a problem as we had to be back on the bus at a certain time and if we had waited in the queue for the lifts we would have miss the bus so we decided to walk down the stairs. Linda has a fear of heights so it took a ...
... 8217;s, Saucisse and more pink wine! Finally well refreshed it was time for the less than five minute walk to home. A very late dinner was thrown together and all of us hit our beds exhausted by a very full and exciting day. I am sure we will take it easier tomorrow!
Side note: If you are wondering how the girls are fairing with all this walking. The answer is remarkably well with hardly a single complaint or whimper, they are super all of them!
... hop on/off bus again for the
second day and sat at the top, right at the front under cover which was perfect
because it was raining a little bit in the morning. We got off at the Opera
stop and caught a taxi up to the Sacre Coeur. We walked through the church and
I was able to light a candle and say a little prayer. The church was beautiful
inside. We went for a train ride around the Sacre Coeur and then down and
around the area near it. Lucky ...
... climb to the top! Paris has been very good to me so far! Did you know there are 353 step to the top? My legs are so tired! Ok, I admit, I didn't count, but the nice gentleman in front of me did and he shared with me. :) The view from the top of Nortre Dame was spectacular! It was so fun to take pictures up close of the gargoyles. It was quite a hike! Not for the faint-hearted for sure! Paris from the top of the Notre Dame ...
The problem with being in the middle of Nowhere, is that it takes a darn long time to get back to Somewhere. 38 hours, in fact. Since Somewhere was Paris, a stylish mode of travel was called for: cots on our night train. Horizontal travel (sans screaming babies) is sweet. Claudia's family were lovely enough to take us in on very short notice and, on top of that, pick us up from the train station at 1am. We slept like the dead, wrapped up in duvets (the luxury ...