PointWC

Remember how I mentioned that you have to pay for publice toilets here?

We found the top-of-the-line of pay toilets in the mall below the Louvre (which happens to be at a central Metro station for the past few days' adventures). It's called PointWC.

It costs 1euro for each person (yes, this includes strollers or toddlers who need their parents help). There are about 3 attendants on duty at any given time. One takes your money, the next holds the line and the other one is busy wiping down each stall after each use.

These stalls are like no other. The toilets and all the fixtures are for sale. It's like going to a Kohler showroom and being able to test-drive the toilets and sinks. There is mood lighting in each stall, and they are impeccably clean. And, a Dyson hand drier extraordinaire is situated just behind the bank of custom sinks.

I'd say it's well worth our money for the fanciest toilets in Paris!

Oh, not only am I afraid of heights, I'm also petrified of roller coasters and water rides.

So, after the ferris wheel, what did we do next? The log ride.

Can you see my expression in the photo? Yes, we bought the souvenir photo since it is unlikely you will ever find me on one of these things again.

Isabella was very proud of herself for going on since she was afraid. And, so was I. She delighted in telling my dad that not only did I scream, but that I also used some choice curse words.

But, I'm good on dry land for the forseeable future.

Ferris Wheel Over Paris

Did you know that I'm really afraid of heights? Isabella knows this. But, she is also very aware that I will conquer my fears when it comes to enjoying things she might like to do.

And, so, nauseous and sweaty all the way, we went up in a huge ferris wheel. The views were fantastic. The car we were in was enclosed, but I opted on to look down, I was just too scared.

The guy running the ride left us in for at least 4 complete cycles, so we had plenty of time up in the air to enjoy the view.

Tuilleries Tramp

Again, brains out of the gutter, please.

As it turns out, at the end of our exhausting Louvre visit, we discovered a midway set up along the Rue de Rivoli, complete with rides, carnival games and, you guessed it, trampolines.

Isabella first went on the same style of trampoline she hit up in Montmartre. She tried a few times to do a flip, but never quite got all the way around. She did, however catch some good air and got a nice view of the gardens.

After this, she spotted a whole bunch of tramps set up next to one another. For 3 euros, she was granted 5 minutes of jumping. 20 minutes later, the guy came to tell her it was time to get off. Red-faced and exhausted, she thoroughly enjoyed herself and we headed back home.