This post will encompass our last two days of our Paris Museum Pass. Friday was another cold and overcast day but not as chilly as Versailles, thankfully. We decided to sleep in and have a later start, hoping (in vain) for it to warm up a bit. We took the metro back across the city to Invalides station and walked toward the Musee de l’Armee where the Tomb of Napoleon is displayed in a beautiful dome church. David and I went the last time we were in Paris and we thought the kids would like it, especially the fact that he’s buried inside a seven-layer thick coffin. Bereket wished you could see all the layers like King Tut’s in Egypt. The rest of the church is really beautiful. The ceiling, modeled after St. Peter's Basilica, is as beautiful as I remember it.
I know, I know, how lame. I have a keychain (bought on the tower) and every student looks at it and I explain what it is and point to where I was when I bought it. They all look so incredulous when I break it to them that I didn’t go to the ‘tippy top’. The second level is really high up! You can see everything just fine. There is really no need to go up the top but, I was going to go to the top for two reasons – one, the rest of the family was going and two, so I will no longer see pity in Kindergarten faces, every time I show them my key chain.
One really cool thing they had (probably to distract people that were scared like me) was a border running along the inside area that showed how tall the Eiffel tower was to other country's towers around the world. It was really interesting. We realized we missed out on an incredibly huge tower in Guangzhou (a city we only changed planes in, on the way to Phnom Penh). It's tower is 1,969'/600m. Darn, how disappointing...
This brings us to the end of Paris! It was wonderful to be in Paris again. The twins really loved it. Bereket is already planning on living in France after graduation and becoming fluent in French. I have no idea where that came from. Eskedar will share her beautiful, Paris photos when we get some wi-fi – she’s become quite a shutterbug with her iPad mini).
And don’t worry, I would never leave Paris with photos of a man dancing, in his underwear, and waving plastic bags around. These pictures are much nicer, non? Au revoir!