After ten glorious days in our modest little villa, we headed North to visit gai Paris. Here's the whole gang waiting for the TVG. 800 kilometres in three hours, no joke.
Here's Mom and Dad in front of Notre Dame.
Yes we went up there.
The bells, the bells!
Why didn't the make the Paris Opera House any fancier?
A very fine name for a boulevard indeed!
Open this door! (It's the entrance to the Madeleine church)
Madeleine in front of the Madeleine Church.
Either way you go, you win.
The big M with her Annou and Daddy.
Arc de Triomphe
Mirabelle loved it for some reason or another.
Open air bus tour is the way to go down the Champs Elysses.
No trip to Paris is complete without checking out Montmartre.
And it is even better when you get a tour from some real Parisians.
It was nice to see Tante Diana and Oncle Richardo in their back yard.
Looks like almost everyone is still digging the bus tour.
Last stop.
Top of the Eiffel Tower.
Flat Stanley loved it.
So did Madeleine (check out the very apropos shirt!)
Take me to Versailles! (maybe next time)
What do you think? Did she fit in? Mais oui!
A final three sweet shots to send us home.
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