The Arc de Triomphe. I'll be honest, I mostly wanted to see it just so I could say "Yes, I saw the Arc too" when people asked about our trip to Paris. I wasn't expecting to really like it. However, to get to it we were at first puzzled, as the constant ring of traffic meant trying to run across was an act of suicide.
Eventually though, we found one of the entrances to the tunnel that leads you to the center.
When we got up, we noticed something that we never knew about the Arc. There were names on it. Lots of them.
Clearly, there was a lot more effort here than simply a stack of smoothed marble bricks.
Plus, like many other structures of Europe, the scale of it was larger than I thought it'd be. Ok, we were warming up to this stone stool.
Well, I was anyways. Don't think Michelle cared much for it.
One good thing about being in the middle of a giant round about in Paris? Great car sightings!
Such as this massive 612. I think people will remember these as well as the 456; that is, they won't. IMO, it was a nice V12 GT that was too subtle for its own good. I doubt the 612 will hold their value as well as the faster, more in-your-face 599, 575M, or even its controversially styled and AWD successor, the FF.
I'll wrap this post up with the most French car of them all, the beloved Citroen 2CV. Next post, we'll look at some newer French metal.