On Wednesday, we had fit so much into our day that we took Thursday morning a bit more slow. We didn't even leave the apartment until 11, heading over to the Arc de Triomphe. While the rest of the group sent over to the Harley Davidson store, I ran up to the top. Almost literally. The line was super short to get in and then to get up. And everyone was moving fairly quickly. Not like my memory of 2000.
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