The city of lights

We finally stayed out past dark (which is kind of tough, because it doesn't really get dark here until about 10 pm and the thought of both keeping the kids up that late and dealing with the Metro that late were daunting). It was well worth the tired kids and the 15E cab fare home.

We went to see Sacre Coer (a church atop the highest hill in the city). We actually didn't go IN the church, but we did see the outside and the spectacular view. We rode a finicular (an elevator up the side of the hill) to get up there, then walked down steps to a restaurant (with a menu of almost exclusively French cuisine - I had a really great traditional veal dish I would never have tried a week ago, and Alexa and John had cheese for dessert). Then, Alexa and I walked back up the steps to see the view with the lights.

The above photos are: the view from Sacre Coer just before dusk, the restaurant we ate at (the one on the right), Sacre Coer at night, the view at night, and the flame twirler at the 'party' at Sacre Coer (yes, flame twirler... there were hundreds of people watching it and listening to a guy singing Beatles songs).