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And then suddenly we were back at the Eiffel Tower! It was time to ascend and see the city of Paris. I could not contain my excitement. I walked up to the tower, then underneath it and looked up! So cool! Inna and I looked at each of the four corners of the tower, to figure out how to get to the top.
The first leg would take us up to the restaurant. Since Paris was the first stop of this two-country trip, I was too cheap to go up and eat there. Maybe next time. Two of the other three corners seemed to be a bit more expensive than the third, and being the blonde that I am, I could not figure out why… that is until I actually paid for my ticket up. You guessed it: the side I had chosen to take was the stairs. Thankfully, Inna was game, and up the stairs we went. All 668 of them. Man! I glad I had taken the bus all day. 🙂
The climb was worth it. It was beautiful. While I was up on the Tower dusk began to fall and the city began to light up. For the first time that trip I began to think how it would be so romantic if I was here with a guy. Oh well. It was still delightful!
We stayed up there until it had gotten dark and the Tower was lit up against the night sky. I knew I had to see it from the ground, so we found the stairs. Now here is something I had not thought of: I am not a huge fan of heights. I can handle them ok when I am not watching my feet descend. This story might not have been as dramatic for me if we had descended the stairs while it was still light, but it was totally dark now except for the webbed metal Tower I was standing on.
Thank you Inna (click the link for her awesome Instagram shots) or this shot of me!
Then suddenly, there were sparkling and twinkling lights flashing. I froze on the stairs, freaking out. I called to Inna and said, “You have to slow down!” I was terrified I was going to fall, silly as that may have been. There was no way that my foot or body could have slipped between those stairs, but the mind plays tricks. Bless Inna’s heart, she slowed way down and kept encouraging me until we hit the ground. I wanted to kiss it, but refrained.