The industriously set of on foot for the Eiffel Tower, 6.3 kms away.
This was just as we got the Seine, and yes, that is Starbucks in my hand
We crossed over the Seine
And found a small house boat of my namesake
We just had to take a picture in from of the Bridge of Love Locks
When leaving the bridge, a most well positioned (what we call) rickshaw happened upon us
We were more than happy to pay the €30, considering we had another 4.7 kms to walk (never mind the stairs up the Eiffel Tower) Our rickshaw driver even gave us a tour, he was from Ukraine or Romania, most pleasant chap.
And we made it. We queued for about 40 minutes in the line for the stairs to the first level. The queues for the elevator was astonishingly long.
A few quick shots from the first level
Then onward and upward to second level (click to take a 360 tour) via the stairs again
We queued for about 50 minutes, the icy wind blowing fiercely.
More second level
Looking up to where the queue would take us. All those triangle things are lights that light up every evening at 10:00 pm when the Eiffel Tower closes.
The Seine River stretching far in the distance
The queue is rather tiresome, so they have these neat telescopes to amuse weary travelers
Almost at the front of the queue…
And finally, the top floor
It is entirely faced in, so many a tourist stuck their lenses through, snapping away at the Notre Dame Cathedral (above)
And at the above Arc de Triomphe (undergoing maintenance)
And above is the very very top of the exhilarating Eiffel Tower, which only staff can access
When we alighted the Eiffel Tower, we were rather spent. Thank you Lord there was a rickshaw literally right in front of us that look us as far as the Louvre Museum, leaving us about another 3 kms to walk back