This part is relevant to the photo:
Her truck stopped on the Rue du Cloître Notre-Dame, a narrow street that runs on one side of the cathedral. The building was so gigantic, she couldn’t see where the fire was spreading anymore.
“We were so small that it was hard to get a proper idea from the bottom of the cathedral,” she said. “But it might have been better like that.”
We were standing on Rue du Cloître Notre-Dame when I made this image. It’s hard to look at the photo now, especially after reading the article.
Notre Dame de Paris
I am no expert on French law, but just in case this taking this totally clichéd shot of the Eiffel Tower was some kind of legal requirement, I went ahead and made it. Because ending up in jail would be a crappy way to spend a vacation.
Oh, and also because it really did look pretty cool.
I guess I never thought about what was underneath the Eiffel Tower, what it took to make everything run. And then, there I was, face to face with all the mechanical parts. And I would like to explain it all to you, only I was too busy with the camera to listen to the guide (because I could only do one of those things, and you know for sure which one I was going with…).
But, anyway, here it is: the mechanical part.