First we visited L'Arc de Triomphe. It is very large in stature. Much bigger than any other Arc around and there are quite a few in Paris. It was only 270 steps up and I was really nervous going up and down the stairwell but I didn't tell anyone. Once on top, it was quite fun. There were large metal spikes that prevented people from getting to close to the edge. I found the spikes quite functional and yet comforting.
On our way to the Eiffel Tower, I spent the time thinking of ways to get out of going to the top. Here was my pathetic list of possible excuses:
- Not feeling so good.
- Don't think we have time.
- My stomach is turning.
- My ankle hurts.
- My personal Favorite: But the tower looks so nice from here (meaning the ground). The best pictures are from here, right?
- I'm feeling nauseous
- I think I left my passport on the subway.
- I'm gonna throw up!
- I'm pregnant. (Not True and therefore not used)