Walt and I traveled from San Francisco to Paris and back three times in the year 2000. We were still living in SF. The first trip, which I wrote about a few days ago, was to attend a concert at the famous Olympia "music hall" near the Opéra and the Madeleine church on the right bank. We stayed in Paris for just three or four nights before flying back to SF.
The second 2000 trip was on July 4th weekend. Walt had flown from SF to Italy for a work trip. He spent maybe a week in Tuscany. He was required to fly on a U.S. airline from SF to Europe, and he found a flight to Paris, where he changed planes and flew on to Florence. He had decided to spend a few days in Paris on the way back, since he was changing planes at CDG airport anyway.
The Eiffel Tower was lit up and labeled for turn-of-the-century festivities. Below, you can see it from the observation deck on top of the more modern Tour Montparnasse building.
One of the things the five of us did together was to go up on top of the [in]famous Tour Montparnasse high-rise building to take in the views of the city from the 52nd floor. People say that the views from the observation deck on top of that 1970s-era skyscraper are probably the best in Paris — even better than the views from the top level of the Eiffel Tower. The Tour Montparnasse stands about 700 feet tall.
Why are the views better from there? For two reasons, the wags say. For one thing, from the top of the Tour Montparnasse you can see the Eiffel Tower in the distance. It's spectacular. When you're up on the top level of the Eiffel Tower, you can't actually see the Eiffel Tower, of course. The other thing is that the view from the top of the Tour Montparnasse doesn't require you to lay eyes on at that ugly 1970s monstrosity itself! The photo just above shows CHM's Paris neighborhood.
Another thing we did together was a visit to the big outdoor market that is set up in CHM's neighborhood on Saturday mornings. We weren't buying but sight-seeing and taking photos (see below). The weather was hot and muggy. As CHM mentioned in a comment the other day, I believe we all went for lunch together afterwards at the nearby Bistro de Breteuil.
Walt, Frank, and Jeanine resting after our July 2000 market visit.
Walt and I flew back to the U.S. separately, because he had a ticket on a United flight but I had booked my flight on Air France. The weather had turned really stormy, and I caught my flight got out of CDG airport on time, but Walt got bumped from his flight. He arrived back in SF 24 hours after I did.
The first meal I ever had in Paris, in December 1969, was a roasted suckling pig like this one we saw for sale ($30 with vegetables) in the market that July 2000 morning.