Saturday in Paris 2

So I went to the Louvre.
The Louvre is the biggest museum in the western world and going through it I discovered that I really don't like big museums that much especially when all the signs are in French.
I did see a bunch of stuff including the Mona Lisa and Venus.
One thing I noticed is that the Louvre doesn't seem to much care if you take flash pictures even of the Mona Lisa unlike some other places.

After that I went through the gardens which were packed with people. More on that when I post pictures.
I sat down and figured out what to do next with anything having to do with more walking not high on the list as my knees had joined in the general complaint. So being a smart guy I decided to walk up the Champs-Elysees to the Arc de Triomphe. Nice walk a lot like Fifth avenue except the sidewalks are much wider. I wish NY sidewalks were this wide.
I got to the Arc just as they were starting the usual unknown soldier ceremony (6:30 I think) and sat down under it and read the guide book. I read that there was a great view from the top only 284 steps away. At this time I had general stopped keeping track of which parts of my body were hurt so I did the only smart thing to do. I sat there and rested. Until it was close to dark and then bought a ticket and started up the stairs.
Was it worth the trip and pain. I will let you be the judge.

There are more of these before and after the sparkle started, This is where I took the movies since I was sure none of the sparkle shots would come out. I was surprised this one came out so well.

One of the deciding factors was that I could catch a Metro near the Arc that would take me all the way back to the hotel with only one train change.
I did this and things went very well. The NY transit could learn a lot fro mthe french on how to run a subway. I got to my stop found the right exit and even found an escalator to take me to street level.
Perfect.
I trudged down to the hotel intending to rest a little and then go out and get something to eat. I walked in pressed the elevator and waited, and waited. The desk clerk came up to me to inform me that the elevator was not working (did I mention I am on the 5th floor).
I went up and then down to eat after I wrote the previous post. Had a great meal and a big Heneken.
Now I am ready for my Sunday in Paris adventure. I guess it is the Left bank today.