Sunday morning in Paris; looking out S & J's window.
Paris street.
On our way.
The most delicious bread, viennoiserie, and cafe creme.
On the way back.
On the way to the Tour Eiffel.
Arriving.
I started to weep when I saw it. The physicality of it, and all that it represented.
Many many photos of the Tour.
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