Notre Dame 2008

The last time we were at the Notre Dame, we arrived just before closing. So, it was nice to have a good wander around this time.

There were an inordinate amount of beggars out the front. One of them approached us with her sign and asked if we spoke English, to which Greg forcefully replied, "No, we don't speak any English."
Usually, the beggars are not cowed when politely rebuffed many times but this one probably didn't quite know what to make of Greg's statement and decided it might be easier to try someone else.

We were doubly in luck when we enquired about climbing the tower, to find that we would be the next group. I'd just about had my fill of climbing towers but this is after all the Notre Dame. It was worth the effort.

Afterwards, I provided the entertainment by unsuspectingly holding the hand of a gargoyle when I thought that I had been holding Greg's hand. For whatever reason, this fellow was getting his jollies frightening unsuspecting tourists. He definitely put on a good show. Greg thinks I would make a good screamer.

Our corner restaurant, at the back of the Notre Dame, once again lived up to our expectations by providing us with a reasonably priced and delicious meal.