Versailles and Paris

Champ de Illyes, yeah, I know, my French spelling needs some work.

 

 

Getting dressed up to go out to dinner – where else? Italian!

 

Paris, France

 

A closer up….

 

 

Yes, that's me and my ol' pal Mona Lisa. I noticed it was quite small and visitors had to stand at least 15 feet away. What makes this DaVinci so profound? Well, the answer is there on my face. The Mona Lisa doesn't quite look like she's smiling, but doesn't quite look like she's frowning either. Maybe is shows the duality of spirits? Continuing on, I spent the day wandering Paris and finally came back the hotel to crash about 5pm. Thank goodness that there was a knock on the door at 6pm to awaken me, as I would have gladly slept through the night. Paul and I skipped the French food and went straight for the Italian. After which, we walked to the Eiffel Tower so see its evening glow. Not quite the photographer, but this is a pretty cool photo.

The next day we took the train to Versailles. What a gorgeous place, we walked the grounds once at which point I decided that a people tram would take us to Marie Antoinette's house. I thoroughly insisted that we'd get there by tram but oops, Paul was quite upset when he realized I was wrong. The tram took us back to the Palace and Marie's crib was on the other side of the grounds. Another trek down the gravel walkway. We lunched at the cafe on the water and then Paul's whisked me away on a romantic rowboat! It was quite an afternoon!