The next morning, we took the train to Versailles to spend the day wandering the extensive, I mean EXTENSIVE, grounds originally built on by Louis XIII in 1623 and then made into a palace by Louis XIV starting in 1661. It was a dark and gloomy day, perfect for imagining the French royals being forced from the palace during the Revolution.
A corner of the Louvre, a lovely moon, and cars zooming by.
The Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel, which is half the size of the more famous Arc de Triomphe de l’Étoile on the Champs Élysées. Still pretty, though! And this one has a ferris wheel in the background, so.
With no one around but the security guards and one random bride and groom with their wedding photographer in tow, we stopped at the Louvre to take long-exposure nighttime photos.
Walking home from dinner across the Pont Royal toward the Louvre, the streets were mostly ours.