Just look up. This is what I saw. I imagine Ernest Hemingway saw a little of this too. And probably Picasso. I feel cool just thinking about it. I took this on the first (full day) we had in Paris. We stopped to eat petit dejeuner (for us, it meant cappuccinos, french bread with butter, orange juice and a warm croissant. Heavenly...) before walking from our hotel to Musée d'Orsay. Thankfully I have a wonderful husband who stopped every three seconds with me so I could snap photos. If he started to get sick of it, he never led on. He promised me ten full days of photography freedom, and by golly, he came through.