Well the answer to the champagne question is a resounding TWO... and apparently only if the TWO are under 21 and did not spend months planning or paying for this trip! Bailey and Nic managed to find the place on the Eiffel Tower that served champagne, and instead of texting their parents, calling them over, sending smoke signals, morse code.... ANYTHING to let us know we could do that too, they just enjoyed their tasty beverages and took selfies with Bailey's Polaroid. Nice... and I mean that in the most INsincere and bitter way possible!
Aside from the unfair consumption of champagne, the tower was amazing. The only slightly disturbing part was that Riley does not love heights and was chanting, "We are going to die. We are going to die." then entire way up the elevator. NOT recommended conversation on one of the most heavily protected landmarks in the world! We managed to not be stopped by the multiple security checks and saw the awesome view... and then Riley was done. We needed to go down to the next level... and then he was hungry so we had to go down to the bottom to get a snack.... and then, as the adults were planning the lunch excursion, the herd of boys thought it was a great idea to play tag under the Eiffel Tower. It was clearly time to leave at that point.
After another amazing meal, that included me explaining at least 12 times to Jensen that he could NOT take home the whole shrimp body that was on his meal, I was reaching maximum overload. He was quite reasonable and simply informed me we could keep it in a plastic bag until we got home (please insert violent retching noise here...). After physically removing "Bobby"( this is a boy DESPERATE for a pet apparently) from Jensen's clutches, we walked along the Seine and, once again, the boys decided to play tag. At least this time there weren't armed guards looking at them as they ran and leaped over rose bushes and threw each other down on the grass.
As you can imagine, we were perhaps a bit tired at this point of the trip and decided we needed a night just to hang out at our luxury closet, do some laundry in the micro washer and eat somewhere close. We still have about three weeks to go and we don't want to burn out! We ended up eating at a very good Belgian restaurant that served ENORMOUS bowls of mussels which the boys devoured at a frightening pace. The last activity of the day was a trip down to the river and a walk to Notre Dame for Toby and Riley. Not bad for a day's "work".
Overall, Paris is interesting but WAY TO BUSY and crazy for my taste. Perhaps it was the fact the Euro Cup was being held there at the same time or that it was just summer business or maybe it moves at that frenetic pace all the time... I am looking forward to heading south tomorrow to a tiny little town that, because of my TOTAL lack of French speaking skills, I refer to as "Beyonce Ate A Croissant". (Real name: Beynac et Ceznac)
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