Continuing my story of the trip :-)
On the 15th, we got up bright and early to catch the Eurostar to Paris. Here’s a pic of the train station in London.
The train took about two hours to reach its destination. After we’d disembarked in France, we set off by foot in search of the Louvre, and it didn’t take long to find it.
My Gracious Host took this pic of me in the courtyard near the museum entrance.
Once we got inside, we discovered that admittance was free–the staff were on strike. Museum workers unite!
The interior of the place was massive, of course, so we didn’t try to see everything.
We did pay tribute to a few of the collection’s most famous pieces, like this one, and the Mona Lisa, which as you probably know is behind glass and separated from visitors some distance by a rail.
From the Louvre we walked across the Seine and found a cafe to eat.
It was mild enough that we were able to sit outside, and our waiter was very pleasant and sweet. And there I was, braced to be insulted. I guess I could have worn my cowboy hat.
After our meal, we made our way to a Metro station, and from there to the Eiffel Tower.
As I mentioned in a post I wrote before I got back, the lines to go up the tower were long and slow-moving, but the views were breathtaking. And we did get back to the train station in time to make the last Eurostar, traveling first class that time, which meant we had a gorgeous meal and complimentary champagne. A lovely end to a lovely day :-)