Then we spent some time in the army museum. J liked all the weapons and such. He asked that I take a picture of him with the guns.
After the museum kicked us out at 6, we sat outside Les Invalides for awhile trying to decide what to do next. We ended up walking along rue Saint-Germaine des Pres to les Deux Magots, a Parisian café formerly frequented by Hemingway, Picasso, Camus and Sartre.
The café seemed like the perfect place to sit and people-watch. J ordered an espresso, while I chose a glass of rosé Sancerre.
We sat in the café for well over an hour (perhaps even two). A couple nearby were sketching, and we believe they chose J as their subject. They never showed us the final sketches, unfortunately. Oh well – somewhere out there, in some notebook, is a pencil drawing (or two) of J engrossed in his writing.
Continuing the path down Saint-Germaine, we turn right on rue Saint-Michel. At one point, I see a very grandiose building down a side street. I had found the Pantheon…bathed in a gorgeous evening light. (The time was about 10 pm – the sun sets so late in Paris!)
Then, we wandered a bit through the Latin Quarter, which was abuzz with diners.
Our first stop in the morning turned out to be our last stop of the night. That’s right, we went up the Arc de Triomphe again. I thought it would be cool to see Paris at night, and our museum passes allowed for unlimited entry – so why not?
The night view of Paris was beautiful.
We climbed down from the Arc de Triomphe after it closed for the evening (11 pm).
Then we stood in the median of the Champs Elysees, placed our camera on the road, set it on auto-timer, and slowed down the shutter speed so that we could take pictures like this:
Nothing like cars rushing by you on either side of a 3-foot wide median.