Our Europe Trip: Paris Part 1

Day 3: Paris

Paris is absolutely magical! After taking the Chunnel from London, I was still trying to recover from whatever I sickness I had. So, we just napped in our hotel for a while.

Our hotel, by the way, was so cool and bizarre. It was this little turn-of-the-century hotel with Barbies hanging in the lobby window. You could tell they built it before elevators were a thing, because the staircase barely wrapped around this tinsy elevator that barely fit two people (without luggage). And the staircase was pretty skinny and sketchy to begin with. But we had a kitchen in our room. That does not happen in Paris.

Once we mustered our strength, we started walking. We stopped at a little pastry shop by our hotel (which we later found out our hotel was pretty much in the red light district … haha) and I was so excited to use some of my French. The lady behind the counter was the first person we heard speak French and I was like a deer in headlights. All my words were gone, so Doug stepped in to answer he question with “si” … hahaha! It was a total mess. So, we stumbled through our order and I’m shocked we were able to get out of there with our baguette and doughnuts.

Then we just walked and walked down every street, each one more beautiful than the last. I wanted to take a picture of EVERY street we went down; they all looked like postcards. I couldn’t believe that Paris really looked the way I always imagined it.

After walking for a while, we found ourselves at the Louvre. It was also incredibly beautiful and gigantic (11 miles of museum wall space). And we couldn’t believe how quickly we were able to walk from our hotel (near Montmartre) to the Seine. Paris seemed so small.

We crossed the Seine and had dinner in a cute little bistro. Then we walked to the Eiffel Tower to go up to the top. I was worried it wouldn’t be as magnificent as I thought it would be, but I was not disappointed. It was totally beautiful and amazing. I’ve decided it was impossible for people to make the Eiffel Tower in 1899. It is just too big and crazy – giant, steel beams going all over the place and somehow not collapsing at 1,000 feet. Nope, it’s impossible.

The night we went up wasn’t super cold, but once we got to the first stop on the tower, it got really cold. It was so windy, I was ready to go back to the bottom, but I knew I would never forgive myself if I didn’t power through. And it was worth it. Seeing the light of Paris from above the city should be on everyone’s bucket list.

Our next challenge was to find our way home. That’s when we realized how annoying Paris metro can be. They don’t have good signage and random stops don’t have places to buy tickets. It was a big contrast from the luxury of the Tube. Needless to say, we didn’t pay for every subway ride. Yep, we were the kids hopping over turnstiles (look, we couldn’t figure out how to pay and it was way too late to be walking all over Paris to find a metro station with a ticket machine). ☺