Paris takes on a special quality at night. Especially on a warm Friday evening. But it was lovely in the rain, and on chilly evenings as well.
The Eiffel Tower lights up and sparkles to the oohs and aahs of those watching. We happened to be among them, of course.
And the Gargoyles of Notre Dame de Paris take on an even more sinister quality in the lights that cast their glow upward.
The interior is perfectly lit, making an Olivier Latry organ concert one evening even more special.
Rue Grégoire de Tours in Saint-Germain-des-Prés is quite the happening place late at night.
Well past Happy Hour in the 6th Arrondissement on a Friday evening.
Through the window of a restaurant on Ile Saint-Louis.
A little music in the streets our last night in Paris. I swear the man in the suit looks like Dan Stevens, but his hair is all wrong. Or is it?
Making sure there was enough time to get back to the apartment before the Metro closed was exhilarating. Everyone else was hustling along as well.
Pont Neuf’s interesting line up of faces carved in the stone made me want to photograph each one, but…
Such a beautiful evening.
It seems never to get completely dark.
A late night cuppa for the mister.