While seeing the tower was all well and good, the people on hand were made for an even more entertaining viewing experience. The man below seemed concerned with the structure
This couple also seemed unsure of all that was looming before them. You'd think the guide books would've explained it thoroughly enough, yet they still seemed perplexed--oh well!
After finishing up at the tower, we headed to the Cartier-Bresson Museum, ready to bask in the glory of his prints--or so we thought. As it turns out, Henri was a man without much ego, and he wanted his foundation to exhibit the works of others. The exhibit displaying work by Japenese photographer Tashi-e was OK, but the gift shop books of Cartier-Bresson's work outshone the gallery prints on the walls.
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| Cartier-Bresson Museum |
With a few hours to kill before dinner, we strolled through the streets towards Canal St. Martin. Seeing all the Vespas and Puegots on the streets of Paris makes you wonder how they get things around; this Mini Cooper helped make things clear.
We finally ended the night with a four-hour dinner just off the Canal St. Martin, sharing great food with great friends--it doesn't get much better than that.
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