Our last full day in Paris dawned, and after breakfast, we verified our flight schedule for the next day, and then walked through a farmer’s market in the Montparnasse neighbourhood. We bought some fresh cherries, and devoured them as we travelled by Place de la Concorde, which is where Louis XVI, Marie Antoinette and Robespierre, among thousands of others, were executed.
We then walked up the Champs-Élysées to the Arc de Triomphe. We marvelled at the traffic chaos at its base (being the centre of a 12-street roundabout!)
We then went souvenir hunting, and Ruth-Anne got a crêpe with chocolate and strawberry jam. She described it as delightful. We walked along the south bank of the Seine as the sun set, then we walked back to the church, packed up our stuff (no more pictures!), bought breakfast for tomorrow morning and verified the opening time of the Metro, as we would need to take the earliest train. Afterwards, we went out for our last cultural-specific dessert: Ruth-Anne got profiteroles, which she enjoyed immensely, and I had crème brûlèe. We packed up and slept, anticipating a long day tomorrow.
Our iPod alarm woke us up at 4:30, and we packed a quick breakfast, cinched down our bags and headed off for the Duroc station of the Metro. We only had to wait a few minutes before the first train came by, and we boarded. We transferred to the RER going to the airport, and we were at Charles de Gaulle by 5:30 AM. We found the shuttle to terminal 3, and waited. I thoughtlessly had a full nalgene of water, so when waiting to check in, I guzzled the whole litre. Yeah. Once we were on the plane, we were offered the window seat by the lady who was assigned it, and we happily obliged her fear of heights. The meals were passable, and the inflight movies were… diverting.
We landed in Toronto, and got home easily enough, but promptly had a nap, since we were rather tired.
It was a great trip.
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