|Josh & Ryan entertained themselves in line|
|Vue of Notre-Dame from Notre Dame|
Notre Dame did NOT disappoint, and the weather was gorgeous!! Warm sunshine, but not too hot. It's hard to remember that Victor Hugo made Quasimodo up; the story is so ingrained in Notre Dame's history now-- there are even quotes from the book (The Hunchback of Notre Dame) all over the balconies, walkways & towers! I would love to read a historical fictional account set in Notre Dame's heyday-- perhaps a young monk or acolyte? (if anyone knows of any please pass em on) -- I can imagine so many adventures and holy encounters in that place! Alternately soaring, menacing, glorious and foreboding... and the bells! Oh, the bells are so romantic! Heheh... I definitely felt the 400+ steps in my leg muscles! Ryan & I took turns wearing Liam up, and he was duly admired by visitors from all over the world. Apparently his charm is international-- like father, like son!
After Notre Dame we rested a bit in the charming little park Square René Viviani, home of Paris' oldest tree. Unfortunately the spot's beauty was partially marred by an inebriated and possibly insane bum singing, dancing and urinating in it... along with the dozen other homeless folks camped out there. Too bad. We played around with Josh & Liz's new camera, taking all sorts of crazy-face pictures (that just never gets old!). It's pretty amazing how expressive humans are! Just mind blowing. [Mike Mason has a quote on that... I'll dig it up when I get home.]
|Taken from Square Rene-Viviani|
Amidst all this we made our way back to the Berthillon salon. There was quite a line... but I think it was worth the wait! We didn't let our dessert ruin our dinner, though: I led us all back to that same little creperie, and we all watched in fascination as our various crepes were made: Emmental (cheese)-ham-and-sauteed onion for me! Munching them as we made our way home over the Seine's ancient bridges in the gloaming dusk somehow captured all that Paris is to me. What a great last day. :)
|In front of Paris' oldest tree|
|Peeping through some ruins in the Square|
|Family pic in Maison Berthillon's Salon de The-- Ryan & I split a "Coupe Belle-Helene" and yet another salted-butter-carmel scoop. :)|
Just for old time's sake, here are pics from our first taste of Berthillon ice cream, also a shared Coupe Belle-Helene, at the Cafe Panis (just across the Seine from Notre Dame de Paris) in February 2010, accompanied by another bald, blue-eyed teething baby...