We drove to Fosses/Survilliers via the
southern bridge and tried to find the RER station. It took us a while,
and when we did the next train was cancelled.
We eventually made it into Paris. First we walked along the
Champs Élysées to the
Arc de Triomphe
.
Then we went to the
Eiffel Tower
, where it
rained
. We saw some
birds
attacking a tourist
,
before they came and posed for a
chip
.
I'd been to the Eiffel Tower before when I was small, but
vertigo had kept me from enjoying it. This time, I did
better
, and even
took pictures
from
eight compass directions.
We took the lift down to the first level, then took the
stairs down
.
By the time we got to
Notre Dame
it was
closed.
The next
stop
was the Jardin du
Luxembourg, where Michael got all pissy about taking a
picture
of me in front
of the French Senate building.
Michael needed his nappy changed, so we took him to an
internet café. We were hungry, but I had decided that all the
restaurants would be overpriced tourist abusers, so we ended up going to
Quick.
We went home via the northern bridge, which had been
recommended to us. On the other side of the bridge we got hopelessly
lost, and turned to the GPS. The GPS had been programmed to take us to
a post code, which is exactly what it did. Unfortunately, the point in
the post code to which it took us was in the middle of a field, which we
only discovered after several kilometres of
dirt track.