Just in case you didn't believe me about being able to see the side of the pantheon from the lobby... here is a shot of the hotel banner in front of the pantheon, taken from a fancy bench in the lobby.
Hunger taking over we stumbled (read: I stumbled, Karen sprighted)the few short steps to a cafe. And wouldn't you know it... you could see the Eiffel tower from my seat. In hindsight and closer examination of the photo - I really love the guy in the top hat sitting on the sidewalk. A side note on Parisians: they are much more accepting of two things (at least) than any other group of people I have encountered. 1. The homeless's right to be homeless, and 2. dogs :)
First French Breakfast. I just want you to know that this croissant had such a profound effect on me that I see it in my dreams sometimes.
And all American coffee tastes like water next to this. I miss this.
And as we walked away from our first cafe I turned and... sigh.
I think that guy might be afraid of pigeons.
(from parisphotoproject.blogspot.com/)
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