France, day 7

     We ate breakfast and packed everything up from the hotel and piled onto the coach.  The coach pulled up to the base of the Iron Lady for the second time.  This time, it wasn't for photos, or at least, not for photos from the base.  After waiting in line for two hours, we were finally at the ticket booth.  Due to scheduling changes, there was only time for the second floor, but it was going up the Eiffel Tower, nonetheless.

     The elevator to get there was oddly diagonal, similar to the elevator in Willy Wonka (except that it wasn't completely made of glass).  Getting there, the view was amazing.  You could see all of Paris, which extended as far as the eye could see, and all of the sights we saw yesterday; plus some.  You could even see the hill we ate dinner on yesterday.  It was quite windy and even chillier than the previous morning.

     Then, we ate an absolutely delicious lunch of bread (the French love their bread), potatoes, and beef steak.  For desert, we had mousse brownies that were even better that the mousse we had in Belgium.  Crazy good.  We drove past Notre Dam which was stunningly beautiful and old.  

     After another long bus ride, we arrived at the hotel.  From the outside, it looked quite posh, but upon stepping into the rooms we were reminded yet again that Europeans value functionality before beauty.  After putting up our baggage, we ate dinner.