Paris: The 16th

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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.

It was the 16th when our jet lag caught up with us. We voyaged out to the Hôtel des Invalides but found ourselves in a state of peak lassitude. We poked about the Hôtel and the army museum, but headed back to the Westin early for some recovery time. Toward the evening, though, we rallied our spirits and headed back to Montmartre: where I asked the lovely Mrs. for her hand in marriage.

Also, after a good many meals of classic French bistrot fare, we found a great pizzeria (Chez Pepone) and shared a pie and drank some beers. It was a warm-ish night, and the steps of Sacre-Coeur cathedral were full of teens who were putting off Winter and shaking off COVID the best they could (with large scale soakings of Heineken, it seemed to me).

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The Hôtel des Invalides, burial place of Napoleon
The Hôtel des Invalides, burial place of Napoleon
The Hôtel des Invalides, burial place of Napoleon
The Hôtel des Invalides, burial place of Napoleon
The gorgeous sunset
The gorgeous sunset
What a sunset, right?
What a sunset, right?
Art is everywhere on Montmartre
Art is everywhere on Montmartre
Toulouse-Lautrec-inspired graffiti
Toulouse-Lautrec-inspired graffiti
Nightlife of Montmartre
Nightlife of Montmartre
Late-COVID revelry
Late-COVID revelry
Where we got engaged
Where we got engaged
The table in the corner where I asked for her hand
The table in the corner where I asked for her hand