It was the first working weekday since we arrived, and something that was readily evident from the moment we stepped out onto the street that morning. The traffic was heavier and the stores were all finally open. It’s hard being a tourist if everyone else is doing the same so it was with a bit of relief that we finally saw Napoleon’s Arc de Triomphe absent the scandalous mass of humanity from the last couple of days. A quick subway ride from Miromesnil and we were there in no time enjoying a sunny morning along with the few tourists milling about.
Always nice to check things off the list.
Naturally, all that exertion put us in the mood for a good Parisian breakfast, and what should be nearby but our new buddy, Paul. Nothing beats exploring a world renowned monument capped by a hearty breakfast along one of the most beautiful avenues in the world. Some mornings surely are better than others – this one definitely ranks high up there…fifty meters high.