Friday night we went to dinner at a nice, nearby Indian restaurant: Rani Mahal. Luckily, our waiter spoke English enough to give us a basic rundown of the ingredients in the dishes we're interested in (I'm vegetarian and Megan is deathly allergic to onions).
We enjoyed our nice meal then took the leftovers home and headed toward the symbol of Paris: the Eiffel Tower.
We found a nice spot on the grass and sat to write in our Travel Diaries, then bought some cheap wine from a ... we'll call him a "traveling salesman". Enjoying our wine, the positive atmosphere and the view of one of the most recognized structures in the world, we sat and chit chatted for a few hours before getting a closer look, then heading home.