Paris, France

We saved going up in the Eiffel Tower for May 19. We got there early and stood in line for tickets. It was a cold windy day, with the possibility of rain. Norm thought h would get hypothermia just waiting in line, which took all morning. I was pretty cold too but all right because I had layers but wished I’d worn my down jacket. Once we had our tickets it was a breeze. We then waited in another line for the elevator which took us to the first and second floors. There were lots of shops for trinkets or snacks but Norm forged on as he wanted to make the summit. So a second elevator breezed us on up once we put in enough line time. At the top, there was a short staircase to the tippy top but it took us out to a lookout which Norm declined because the weather was too bitter. I took the last distance by myself. I have no picture of me at the summit, so you’ll need to take my word for it.. We were ready for the descent fairly rapidly, but once again the line restrained our progress. Of course, on the second floor I had to meander through a souvineer shop. Once down, it was imperative that we warm up, so we took a brisk walk to the Musee D’Orsay just as the storm broke. After we got some tea in our bellies at the Museum Cafe we were ready to see the art we had missed on Sunday, floors 1 and 2. We were warm and dry so it was a fine afternoon at the museum. By late afternoon, we felt we had seen the major parts, so headed home by metro for dinner in our apartment. I made an omelette, toast and green salad with tomato and goat cheese.