Inside Napoleon's Tomb, this is the alter piece at the head of the tomb. All that looks like gold is gold. Napoleon thought a lot of himself, so much so that he wanted to make sure that everybody bowed their head to him even when he was dead.

A view at the dome over his sarcophagus which is below ground making sure that you have to bow your head to view him keeping his promise to himself that everyone would still bow to him, even in death. I told you he was cocky.

The marble and gold alter above ground.

Inside several coffins below the dome lies Napoleon's remains. Along the walls surrounding him are tombs of other French war heroes.

After a long day of sightseeing, we are headed home on the metro. Todd doesn't look much better. Let's hope a good nights rest will help him to perk up.

One last stop before we head home, Notre Dame. These are the doors from the original church on this site dating back to 500 A.D. that were rehung on the right entrance to Notre Dame.

We were in for a treat this day. Kylie wasn't with us the other night when we visited Notre Dame. It was rainy and dark and not visible inside at all. Today, we were met with its beauty. Not only was it all lit up, but mass was being performed when we arrived. The girls and I sat down and listened for awhile. What a teat to be a part of mass in Notre Dame, another check off of my bucket list.

The view above is of the central nave down the spine of Notre Dame. Very gothic and very beautiful.

The Rose window that was taken down piece by piece and stored in the town's peoples' homes to save this part of history from the distruction by the Nazis. The picture does not do it justice.

A closer view of the Rose window. Both sides are flanked by these large windows facing each other.

The chandeliers were lit. Between these lights and the only other light coming in being from the stain glassed windows, I felt like we had gone back in time to another world. Sheer beauty.