It’s Bastille Day here in France, the French national holiday, commemorating the storming of the Bastille, which took place on 14 July 1789 and marked the beginning of the French Revolution. The Bastille was a prison (even though at the time it only held 7 prisoners) and a symbol of the absolute and arbitrary power of Louis the 16th’s Ancient Regime. Bastille Day was a public holiday for the first time on July 14, 1880.
They have a parade in the morning on the Champs Elyse and everyone in Paris showed up.
Or went to the top of the nearest building.
Those without a building, brought a ladder.
The president showed up, riding in a jeep in front of bunch of horses.
Everybody decided to get a jeep.
The girls danced.
Jets flew overhead, the red white and blue trails were cool.
Last night they had a full one hour of fireworks at the Trocadero, again with a big crowd. I am just going to finish with some of my best shots of the fireworks. Everybody stayed up late last night, drinking and eating and this morning the place is dead.
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