When I woke up I asked myself, would watching the Paris Triathlon be any better than watching a triathlon at home? Moreover, when a famous woman "calls" suggesting that you come for a visit before leaving town the triathlon quickly moves off the agenda.
So there you have it - The Louvre or The Triathlon? As you can see there was no contest.
We were somewhat concerned that we had not purchased an entry ticket in advance. On arrival we encountered a short line up and were inside, much to our surprise, within 25 minutes and able to spend our final day in Paris with da Vinci, Rembrandt and many other good people.
We strolled through the Jardin des Tuileries to and from the Louvre.
The "Jardin" was alive with energy - tourists from around the globe, Parisians, trinket and water hawkers (whose voices and accents I have not heard since my last visit to India), joggers, lovers, dreamers and philosophers.
And so it ended, Summer in Paris!
Au revoir Paris, nous retournerons un jour bientot!
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