Our hotel room was sweet - teeny tiny bathroom, but plenty of space in the main room. I loved the stone wall and high ceilings. (We should have gotten pics when we first moved in, before it was full of our stuff, but these are better than nothing!)
We left our packed bags in the hotel and went out to enjoy our last morning, starting with a trip to Paul's bakery, which was the right choice. We didn't know it, but later, we saw that Paul's was in the major train stations even in London, and was a hugely 130-year-old successful chain.
We bought a lovely variety of pastries to share, including some savories for the train ride later.
Stace led us to Jardin du Luxembourg, a stunning collection of statuary, ponds and lawns where the French Senate meets in a 1612 palace.
Not a bad spot for breakfast.
Sad this one was blurry!
We then went back to the hotel, through this alleyway of ancient apartments, shops and restaurants. This one, Le Procope, is the oldest cafe in continuous operation, open since 1686. Intellectuals including Ben Franklin, Voltaire and Thomas Jefferson were among its patrons.
Then, it was on to the Metro and the train station, for our trip back to London. Paris, we loved you!
























































