After telling Claire how nice the Eiffel Tower looks when it sparkles we hung around for almost an hour waiting to see it. I was incredibly puzzled because each time I'd been to Paris I'd seen it sparkle and knew that they lit it up fairly reguarly. But, after waiting for almost an hour we gave up and headed for the metro to catch the last train home. As we stepped underground we took one last hopeful look to see it look just as it had for the last hour. So, we got our tickets and got on the train with no regrets. We'd tried. Only a minute later as our train took off, out the window we saw it, sparkling it all it's glory. Sigh. This is a photo from our train window!
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