Our trip started by taking a car from our place in Manhattan over to Newark (EWR). A few hours later, we would be grabbing breakfast at a nearby café and taking a post-flight nap a few hundred feet away from the Louvre around Place Vendôme.

On our first day, we visited the Île-de-la-Cité and the fire-gutted Notre Dame. Afterward, we ambled around the area and took a long walk along the Seine, through the Latin Quarter, and then took the train back to Place Vendôme.

This day we crashed a bit and decided to take it “easy,” visiting the Hôtel des Invalides and the neighborhood where we got engaged: Montmartre.

We awoke, after a night on the hill of martyrs, to the goings-on of the Paris Marathon right below our windows. It was a gloriously sunny day in Paris with fit bodies pounding their way down the rue. The only sensible thing to do, then, was to bury ourselves underground with the Parisian dead.

On the 13^th we visited the Musée de l’Orangerie and the Louvre.

On our final full day in Paris, we visited the Musée d’Orsay and took a long walk around the Seine near the Trocadero and Eiffel Tower. It was an unusually sunny and warm day, and Paris was reveling in it.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end. We flew back to Newark.