Eiffel Tower
My eyes never grow tired of gazing upon the Eiffel Tower. Here is the view from the esplanade along the Seine on the Left Bank.
We took the Metro over to the Victor Hugo stop, where they had an ad with a coughing cat I fancied.
A coughing cat in an ad at the Victor Hugo Metro station.
A short walk and we arrived at the Trocadéro, the hill on the opposite side of the Seine overlooking the Eiffel Tower. The views from here are why you come to Paris.
View of the Eiffel Tower from the plaza at the Trocadéro.
The Jardins du Trocadéro, with its beautiful fountains and spectacular view.
The Eiffel Tower from across the Seine.
The tippy-top of the Eiffel Tower.
We walked down the hill and over the Seine so that we could be right under the tower. We didn’t plan on going up right now, but we wanted to explore the base of the tower. It is pretty amazing, but the presence of scaffolding detracted from the visual effect a bit.
Under the Eiffel Tower.
The Eiffel Tower from the Parc du Champ de Mars.
Next, we walked along the Seine on the Left Bank in search of Mel’s bridge. Among all the bridges that cross the Seine, there is one that is special to Mel. He knew it was nearby, so we continued to walk along the river until we encountered it. And, he knew it when he saw it, the Pont Alexandre III. The Art Nouveau crossing is probably the most ornate in the city. It’s named for Tsar Alexander III, whose son, Nicholas II, laid the cornerstone in 1896. It is a beautiful bridge, yet still modest, and it leads right to the Grand Palais.
Nymphs on the Seine adorn the Tsar Alexander III bridge.
Moon, and other light, on the Seine.
The massive door at the Petit Palais in Paris.
Tomorrow, we tackle the Louvre.