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31 Days of Traveling to Europe: Day 17 - Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower‏
























I got to see some of the major sights of Paris today. We started our day by climbing the tower of Notre Dame. What an amazing view!









The interior is breathtaking.








The exterior is amazing.








We had no idea that we were visiting on during the 850th anniversary of Notre Dame. This was erected in the plaza in front of the cathedral.




After catching our breath from the stairs and the beauty of Notre Dame, we realized it was lunchtime so we started looking for a bite to eat. This is what we found - a Parisian hotdog. It was delicious!




We then made our way to Sainte-Chappelle.






We next tried to see as much of the city before our night tour of Paris.









As we made our way to the tour, the sky opened up and it just poured. We were afraid it might be cancelled but by the time we were on the bus, the rain stopped. First thing we did on the tour was board a boat and take a cruise down the Seine.








Next stop - the Eiffel Tower. I know the French hate this structure and it's probably very "ugly American" of me to be excited about it, but I was very excited to see this Paris landmark.






I don't know that I've ever seen a more beautiful sunset.





And when the tower was lit, it was magical.









What a day! 

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