Our plan was to get there early enough to beat the crowds that want to climb to the top. We also wanted to beat the rain that we were certain would follow us and soak us wet, again.
Dorothy and Angie didn't come to Notre Dame so it was 5 of us. Lyle said he didn't need to climb the stairs to see the view, but in much more colorful language. Language a sailor might use. But Bev, Venita, Cindy and I were eager to see the views, so up, up, up, up, up, up... spiral staircase... dizzy... up, up, up, up, up we went. Dear Lord, thank you for these calves of steel.
When we go to the top, the sun was out! Freezing cold and windy, but SUN! So I yelled, "Strip off your clothes and we'll take a picture!" Well, we got as far as the coats anyway.
Looking more closely, we recognized a friendly face in the crowd, Lyle!
Cindy and Venita went up the see the infamous bell in the bell tower which Quasimodo rang in the Hunchback of Notre Dame. I'd had enough stairs and waited for them on a lower level.
Once on top, the sun came out one more time and Bev yelled, "Strip off your clothes and we'll take a picture!" So of course we did.
FINALLY it was time for lunch.
Then it was back to the hard work of vacationing. Everyone scattered across the Marais for shopping.
Archives Nationales of France, or as he calls it, "My house." I keep telling him we can't afford the condo fees but he never listens.
Home. Blissful home. Shoes off, feet up, Home.
Then about 10 minutes later, we were all changed and ready to go see the Opera House.
Ulterior motive, just behind the Opera House are two LARGE department stores. On Thursday nights they are open late. Galleries Lafayette and Printemps. I got a great pair of DSquared silver and white sneakers at Galleries Lafayette. Printemps charge Lyle 1 Euro to use the toilet. We've decided we hate them. So let's talk about Galleries Lafayette:
The amazing stained glass dome over the atrium inside Galleries Lafayette. You should visit there. And not the department store next door.
After shopping, we split camps and headed off to dinner back by the apartment.
Later that night, unseen in photos, I had dreams. Dreams of stairs. Spiral stairs. Up, up, up, up, up, up... spiral staircase... dizzy... up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up... spiral staircase... dizzy... up, up, up, up, up....