That evening I was wandering the streets and ended up at the Arc de Triomphe and decided to take a random street from there, surprisingly I ended up in the Place de L'alma and the small copy of the Statue of Liberty flame. Speaking to another English couple of who were looking to get to the Arc de Triomphe I pointed them in the right direction. Thinking nothing of it I called it a night and headed back to the hotel.
Upon waking the next morning to the awful news I realised that the accident had happened literally a few hours after I had been above the tunnel. Instinct, curiosity or whatever you call took over and I decided to go back and see what was going on. there were TV crews everywhere and being careful not to speak to anyone I ventured into the tunnel!
The scans of the pictures below speak for themselves:
On returning back to the UK I was also informed that the Captain of my cricket team had also passed away! RIP Skip! Not the best weekend!
