After leaving the Louvre and heading west towards the Tuileries and the Champs Élysées, you immediately come upon the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel. Built between 1806 and 1808 to commemorate Napolean’s victories – short lived victories as it turned out – this is the little brother of the larger, more famous Arc de Triomphe at the far western end of the Champs Élysées. The weather god was definitely with me my first full day in Paris. Sunny, crystal clear, warm but not hot, a great day to walk myself ragged, which is exactly what I ended up doing.
Walking around, I think, is the best way to get to know a city, and Paris is the quintessential walking city. I arrived at my hotel in Paris on 2 July at around 7 in the evening. I put my bag down, got out my camera, and off I went. By 9:30 or so when this picture was taken, I had gotten something to eat, was thoroughly jet-lagged, and stumbling back to my hotel. The late daylight was disconcerting. Everywhere I went in France, it did not get dark until 10 or so in the evening. I suppose daylight savings time plus France being on the more or less western side of the Central Europe time zone makes for some late sunsets in high summer. I can’t say I like this. I prefer nightfall coming a bit earlier, even in the summer. Be that as it may, the soft, late sunlight on the buildings fronting Boulevard Saint Michel was spectacular. Enough to forget the jet-lag for a few more minutes.