One day while we were in Paris, we did a walkabout. We wanted to see the city, and figured the best way was to see it on foot. In general, I’d do this again, but I think I’d intersperse the walks with occasional metro rides. By the end of the day, my feet felt as though they were bruised, like I’d been walking on rocks.
We walked from the Latin Quarter to the Eiffel Tower. We then walked from the Eiffel Tower to The Trocadero. We proceeded up The Trocadero and walked from one end of the Champs Elysees, all the way to the Arc De Triomphe. We then walked to the Seine and down the river to the Pont Des Invalides, where we crossed, and headed to Des Invalides, or the L’ Hotel national des invalides.
It is here in this impressive complex where you will find a large military museum of arms, and armor covering a long history of wars and their many battles. You will also find the tomb of Napoleon here.
And while I really want to tell you about all that at some point. I must tell you what happened before we reached the building.
By this time of the day, I’m practically limping, my feet hurt so much. We are walking along in a leisurely manner when all of a sudden we hear someone RUNNING, as fast as they can down the street. The kind of sound that makes you take notice because you are sure it’s because there is a crime of some kind going on.
We look up and see a young Asian man, running as though his life depends on it, down the boulevard, arms outstretched in front of him, holding up a…………….CAMERA! Admittedly, we were confused for a moment, as were the many others who were watching this spectacle. Now right in front of the walkway leading up to Des Invalides, there is a very large traffic circle. And entering the traffic circle is a white Lamborghini.
Suddenly it became clear that this guy was DETERMINED to get a picture of a Lamborghini! I think he could have beaten Kirani James he was haulin’ so fast. As a girl who grew up in California, it seemed odd that a Lamborghini could be the reason for such a sprint. Hubs and I looked at each other a little perplexed. But then I took a second look at it and saw it for the engineering marvel that it is and snapped this picture.
It is an amazing car. But I’m not sure I’d sprint like that for one.
I am the type of person, that if my feet hurt, then my whole body seems to hurt also. on the other hand, that car is something else. I could not afford it nor the plates and insurance for it, but nice to look at it!!!
Me too! My back ached something fierce! I think I need inserts in my shoes…
Whoa baby, that is a long walk! No wonder your feet hurt. And, no wonder you did’t want to sprint after the car for a photo.
LOL! I kept saying to hubs, “Um, dear, are you sure you don’t want to hop on the metro???” He didn’t. It intimidated him. I could barely make it across those cobblestones.
The achy feet are part of the Paris experience! That beauty is ogle worthy, but sprinting after it like that does seem a bit much 😀
Achy feet indeed. And I couldn’t have chased that car even if Tom Cruise had been in it. 🙂