Oldest daughter and I took in the the war museum at the Les Invalides. The site is on a former hospital for recuperating soldiers. The courtyard is immense. The French love their cannons and many are on display throughout the museum in seemingly every nook and cranny. There is every other variety of weaponry on display as well along with uniforms, armor and the like. The museum compares favorably with London’s Imperial War Museum. Napoleon’s Tomb is on sight too and again the French went all out with the tomb itself and the building that houses it. No half measures in this city.
Next met the other half of the clan on the Champs-Elysees, all lit up and stunning (the street, I mean, not them, although they looked just fine). Took a solo mission to the Arc De Triomphe, another Paris icon that far surpasses what I’d imagined. There was nightly ceremony taking place involving a flame, a flag and soldiers young and retired. One solider had the cutest derriere I’ve ever seen. It was a female if that matters to you.
Goodness, even the female cops and soldiers here are hot.
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