Having reached our destination, we disembarked in front of...
...quite possibly the world's most recognizable monument. Local Parisians were nowhere to be found in the crowd of tourists that surrounded La Tour Eiffel, nonetheless a symbol of Paris for everyone.
The view from above, looking out at the Champ de Mars and the Tour Montparnasse, the only skyscraper allowed in the city center.
Grahame and Vanessa sitting on the steps of Sacre Coeur, Montmartre.
Dinner at Chartier, a former working-class haunt serving traditional classics like Boeuf Bourgignon, with a couple of my Parisian friends. The waiters are (in)famous for the gruffness and black and white outfits. Waiters in Paris are often careerists. They earn their living from salaries rather than tips.
At the Palais Royal: Grahame, Adriel, Tori, Eman, Julie, myself, Rusty, Vanessa, and Rachel in front.
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