What I recall about my visit to the Panthéon was that it was within hours of my arrival in Paris, I was rather jet lagged and don’t recall much about it ~ glad I took these photos. Must make note to revisit on my next trip for a more informed look.
I am glad I came across these images today ~ they reminded me of that afternoon that I’d all but forgotten. I recall my mother and I left the Panthéon in search of lunch. We were so famished we entered the first place we came to. Think white table clothes, lots of silverware & glasses and a snappy waiter. It wasn’t until we were seated with menus in our hands that we realized it wasn’t our kind of place ~ lots of fussy French food like brains of this, liver of that… We were too tired to be embarrassed about leaving ~ despite the fact that the waiter had to pull the table out for me to exit. (OK, so we were un peu embarrassed :-) From there we found a fantastic little place where we likely embarrassed ourselves by laughing too much while we took silly selfies (before selfies were cool :-) Jet lag can do that.