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    | Sunday, June 25:  Ah, Paris.  City of
      lights.  Kind of like Durham, but a couple of thousand years older,
      twenty times bigger, and with a few more museums.  And a bunch of
      people that speak French. We arrived Sunday morning back at Chas de Gaulle, and subwayed to our
      hotel in Montmartre. Montmartre would be like Paris' Greenwich Village
      if most of Paris wasn't already like Greenwich Village.  Anyway,
      it's where lots of artists hang out. After settling in, we visited the Georges Pompidou modern art museum, a
      Picasso museum, and the Cathedral of Notre Dame. |  |  
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    | On Monday we took a self-guided walking tour of Montmartre,
      and visited a Salvador Dali museum. Later in the day, we made a turbo tour of the Louvre (a little museum
      easily seen in an afternoon),  and then strolled along the Champs-Elysees
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    |  | Sacre-Couer on Montmarte | Hard at work in Montmartre |  |  
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    | Now THAT'S a traffic jam (view from atop the Arc de
      Triomph) | Just a pretty little church on Montmartre |  
    | Arc de Triomph |  |  
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    | The Louvre, where we saw... | Monets... | and Picassos. |  
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    | Tuesday.  The big day. We returned to the Isle de France in the center of the city (where
      Notre Dame is) and went through a magnificent Cathedral called St. Chapelle
      and a huge government building called the Concierge.  From the island
      we took a boat up and down the Seine past the Eiffel Tower , the Louvre,
      and Notre Dame.  From there we walked south through the beautiful
      Luxembourg Gardens, and then east to the Pantheon, a massive royal
      mausoleum.   |  
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    | St. Chapelle | 2 Views of Luxembourg Gardens |  
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    |  |  | At last, the evening of truth arrived.  We returned
      to Montmartre for the absolute best meal we had during the whole
      trip.  Have we mentioned the French can cook?  Ooh la la! 
      After almost losing Scott to an overly tempting creme brulee, we headed
      back south to the Eiffel Tower (y'all have heard this part, haven't ya?). |  
    | Views of the Tower |  |  
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    | There, amidst the city lights, Scott popped the question,
      and Julia said....   yes!  Whew! |  |  |  
    |  | It's a long way to the top! | Us, moments after he popped the question. |  
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    | Just as a reality check, because we stayed
      atop the tower so long, we missed the last train home, then stood on the
      wrong side of the road and missed the bus, so we had to wait about an hour
      and a half for the next bus in the freezing cold.  Ah, to be numb and
      in love! |  
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    | St. Madeline church in the high class part of town | Between the Louvre and Champs-Elysees | La Defense |  
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    | On Wednesday, we tooled around in the high
      class part of town (trying to find Scott silk stalkings- don't ask),
      walked down the Champs-Elysees in the daylight, and finally rode out to La
      Defense, a very modern part of town built partially for the department of
      defense (French, not US). |  
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    | We where particularly fond of the statues on the
      right. | Marie Antoinette's little "play
      village".  Wasn't she just the dearest thing? | More of Versailles |  
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    | On Thursday we whipped through the Musee
      d'Orsay, rented a car, and headed to Versailles.  We loved the
      magnificent architecture of Versaille, particularly some of the
      statues.  After touring the palace proper, we took a little tram
      around the grounds, where we saw the little village Marie Antoinette had
      constructed to remind her of her home back in Austria.  What ever
      happened to that sweet girl? |  
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