Paris at Night

With Grammy in town we had a built in babysitter so we could go out to dinner with some of the cast and crew of Cabaret. They wanted to show us their town, by car, at night. We started at the Palais Garnier Opera House

photo by Suzan Black

and then walked to La Place Vendôme

photo by Lightmash on Flickr

where the Ritz (remember that swimming pool photo?) and all the jewel houses lie. This is also the place Napoleon and Josephine were married…

Jacques-Louis David Consecration of the Emperor Napoleon I and Coronation of the Empress Josephine in the Cathedral of Notre-Dame de Paris on 2 December 1804 1808

and it, of course, is marked by a giant pillar made of cannons with Napoleon carved on top dressed as Ceasar. Practically everything in Paris people come to visit was built by him, or honors him and honestly…well…I’m just saying…

Anyway—we met our friend Fred, avec his voiture, and we went for a little ride at dusk. We passed les Invalides (Napoleon’s tomb),

photo by Françoise Brenckmann

drove over Pont Alexandre III

photo by Volker Gilbert

drove under the Eiffel Tower.

photo by Stuart Robertson Reynolds

We drove down the Champs-Élysées

photo by Juan Diego Godoy Robles

around the Arc de Triomphe (commissioned by—you guessed it—Napoleon),

photo by Ralf Moritz

past the Théâtre Marigny where Cabaret will open in October (it’s next to the president’s house on the Champs-Elysees).

poster art for Cabaret

We drove by the Petit Palais

photo by Minerva Bloom

and finally stopped at the Grand Palais.

photo by Suzan Black

Our restaurant was in the Grand Palais and it was very, very good. The company was lovely, we discussed food and wine and France. We practiced our French, they practiced their English and a lovely time was had by all. We also discovered that the last Chanel Spring fashion show had been held in the room next door—we got to go have a peek.

Then we went for our nighttime driving tour to Trocadéro

photo by Jacques Bravo

to watch the Eiffel Tower light up with sparkly lights (grandpa Michael has no patience for sparkly lights on a monument—but I thought it was sweet, and romantic even).

Then we went to look at the Musée du Louvre lit up and tucked and rolled into bed…mmmmmm.

photo by Manuel Colom

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