One of the things I cherish most about our trip is the hours B and I spent walking from place to place. We really didn't use public transportation unless our destination wasn't in eyesight and you know sometimes things are farther than they look. It was great though. Walking. Laughing. Taking pictures.
We set out for the Eiffel Tower from the Musee de Louvre. It is a decent walk but I wouldn't change anything about it.
Our first sighting of the Eiffel Tower was still when we were on the other side of the river. B said "look., there it is". Me: "Where"? B: "There". Snap picture.
I'm one of those people who don't really believe all the hype. What's the big deal about this Eiffel Tower anyways? I mean its on everything.
We walked and we walked. Through neighborhoods. We saw a mom and her two children stop to dig in the trash cans in one neighborhood. The look on their faces still sticks with me. Why is there suffering all over the world? We were walking. Walking and all of a sudden B said "look up".
It was like magic! So majestic. It took my breath away. All I could say was "wow"!
We walked upon the Eiffel Tower from some side street. Who knows where we were. We entered through a quaint little garden with a few benches but no one else there. It was tucked away from the busy circle where most tourists enter. It was a moment I will never forget. (Until guards with semi- automatic guns walked by).
I do now believe in the wonder of this amazing landmark. It is remarkable.