After 400 steps up and 400 steps down....

...a long siesta is in order.

First we found the perfect spot which we had spied from the top of Notre Dame.  It was the garden courtyard of a nearby church.  I THINK it could have been called St. Thomas, but as I didn't write it down I cannot be sure.

We found a bench and pulled out the tasty lunch I picked up on Rue Cler that morning.  Baguette sandwiches, fresh tomatoes, blueberries, and red wine.

After we ate I stretched out on the bench, laid my head in Gana's lap and took a nap.  Tres refreshing!

Once the heat of the afternoon had passed we were ready to continue taking in the city, via foot.  This is the way I recommend seeing Paris.  Just walk.  There is scope for the imagination everywhere (as Anne would say)!