Evening of Parisian Tourist.

So after buying our weight in souvenirs, we still had some time to kill, so we mosied over to this cute little bookstore. Every piece of information on Paris said that we should visit this bookstore. It was cute, but still, its books!

After that, Kristan's goal was to find a street vendor with crepes. This seemed to be a much more daunting task than expected! We all wanted to sit somewhere, so finding a crepe stand, on the street, with somewhere we could sit closeby...was a challenge, but we found this cute little bakery that had an outside seating area with a vendor right next door. The boys went to save our spot while we tried to figure out what the french words were so we knew what kind of crepes we were ordering. We ended up with one sugar and one nutella. Yum.
It was cute though, Ryan loved his nutella and Tim just loves his street food! And we all loved the rest that we got under the heat lamps.

By the end of our snack, we made our way to the Eiffel Tower to meet up with the rest of the group. The meeting point and time was vague, so we ended up by ourselves for the first half hour wondering if anyone else was going to show. But it gave us lots of time to take pictures of the gorgeous tower in the night sky with lots of twinkling lights.



We perked up significantly when at least our girls joined us!

But slowly they all trickled in, including Omar (surprise). And we made our way up the tower. I wasn't nervous at all, until we were getting ready to board the elevator, and then I slightly had a mental conversation with myself. At the halfway platform, I was pretty much done. But everyone else was going all the way up, I had to too! It was gorgeous. You could see absolutely EVERYTHING.

At the top though, I was definitely happy sticking close to the inside wall. It's silly, but I felt like I might tip it over! Eek! This picture has the smile of pure terror! But I pass it off well, right?

Getting down from the top took a solid half hour, and I was frozen solid, so Tim and I passed on the river cruise that night, we had heard it was pretty boring, so we made our way back to the hotel. On our way, the girls randomly met us on the Metro, and once back at the hotel, Tim had dinner with them at the hotel restaurant and I took the most glorious shower of ALL TIME. And a knock at the door! Tim brought me Le Cube. It was the best dessert in Paris, best dessert with the best name. A cube of brownie with almost a totally raw fudge center, and a cube of vanilla bean sauce. A perfect way to end a totally exhausting day in Paris...

You know you want to eat LE CUBE!