We were determined to fit in as much as we could while the four of us were there together... but this day, it was largely just the three of us who had traveled down from Scotland who were out on the town. Our poor hostess was sick... so we headed out early to find our way to the top of Paris-- the Eiffel Tower.
From there, we headed across the river for some more shots of the whole tower, and then walked our way to l'Arc de Triomph. We saw the memorial on the tunnel where Princess Diana died along the way.
And then there was the one thing I insisted on seeing, being in interest much more an Old Testament scholar than a practical theologian-- THE Code of Hammurabi. Seriously.
Anyway. Then we left. And went home for our nightly slideshow fest.