At around 9, Taylor pointed out that they stopped selling tickets to go up in the tower at 9:30, so Uncle Mike ran ahead to get them before the booths closed. He is probably lucky the army men didn't think he was a crazy man running by considering they were armed with the big scary guns just like the ones at the airport. When he arrived and we met up with him shortly after we realized that the tower was closed because of the strike too. Strike 3 for the day...

On our way back we stopped at Walter's cafe (unfortunately he wasn't working) and got some more creme brulee and Pepsi and took a bunch of pictures to match a poster that we saw in almost every cafe and souvenir shop we went in. Despite how awkward it is to pretend that you don't notice people taking your picture, they turned out pretty good and once again the dessert was delicious. The French know what they are doing when it comes to food, especially dessert.Despite our plans not turning out exactly as we'd hoped and the weather feeling a bit more like fall it was great to have an extra day with them! Although it would be great if the next time they decide to strike they consult with me first to make sure it doesn't interrupt any of my plans ;)

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