Our hotel was dead center between the Arc and the Eiffel Tower. Trust me when I say, after 4 days we still got lost coming and going each time, which means we saw every alley and angel of this area of Paris that would be possible.

Yeah, it’s big.

Wimpy kids got a taxi ride up to Montemartre, but I want to state that we walked all of the the way back to our hotel from here (near the Arc) thanks to the most delicious quiche Lorraine and a bottle of bordeaux.

When we got there it was daylight.

I have a thing for doorknobs.

When we left, it was night. So sparkly and beautiful.