From a bench on the long end of the grassy area.  I remember digging into our bag for a roll I brought from breakfast. Although I think I was starting to get sick of bread for breakfast by this time, I was glad to have it because I was starving already.  This is also a point in the trip where we thought we were invincible and could walk as far and long as we wanted. We punished ourselves on this day, heading off to Napoleon's tomb, the Rodin Museum, Moulin Rouge and a late night tour of town.  We paid for it in spades the next morning when we couldn't move.