Although jet lag is beginning to set in, and I’m not really sure what time it is right now (my clock says 2pm, but is it really? Really? I’m distrusting of all clocks) – I feel like a Paris recap is just what I need to do. Partly to convince myself that it even really happened, because it already feels like a bit of a faraway dream.
Our flight left Thursday night, so we arrived in Paris on Friday morning. We felt really proud of ourselves for navigating the metro with only a poorly designed map, and quickly figured out how to get from the CDG airport to the B line to the C line to our hotel, which was conveniently near the Eiffel Tower.
Our first day was spent taking as many pictures of the Eiffel Tower as possible, and I now fully identify with the annoying tourists who get in my way every time I am in midtown Manhattan. (That said, I think the Eiffel Tower is arguably more elegant and beautiful than a lit up Applebees billboard, but to each his own.)
There are about three dozen more pictures like this, but I won’t bore you.
One of the first things that we had to do, of course, was find coffee. This wasn’t hard, considering there were literally cafes on every corner, not to mention all the street vendors.
It is so hard to come back to our American version of coffee after having the coffee in Paris. Nothing will ever taste as good, no matter what.
My mouth is literally watering just looking at this. Cafe au lait ou cafe creme, why are you foreign to my land?! Le sigh.
In addition to finding coffee, we needed to find food. Which also wasn’t hard. Perhaps a street vendor alongside the Eiffel Tower is akin to a hot dog stand on 42nd St, but I’ve never had anything as perfect as a crepe avec confiture after a long day of traveling.
Saturday, Valentine’s Day
I feel the need to brag that my Valentine’s Day morning was spent standing alongside the Seine as C and I ate waffles with Nutella across from the Eiffel Tower.
Yes, Nutella is basically a food group over there in Paris.
It is literally everywhere!
I also need to humble-brag about the fact that, aside from our airport trips, we walked everywhere. I tried to calculate how much we actually walked, and I think this is a low estimate, because I didn’t even include all the trips out to breakfast:
So, with that in mind, we walked to The Louvre:
Traveler Tip: Buy tickets in advance. We stood outside, in line, in the rain, for over an hour. Fail.
The Louvre was great, and it was awesome to see so many famous pieces of art and bits of history, but it was definitely overrun with tourists. It was almost impossible to even look at the Mona Lisa due to the crowd of tourists trying to take selfies with it.
My favorite part of The Louvre was the Napoleon exhibit that contained different pieces of his apartment collections:
After The Louvre, we walked back to our hotel (yes) through the gardens nearby, and took a detour to see the Arc de Triomphe.
Our Valentine’s Day dinner was at an Italian restaurant called Villa Verde, not too far from our hotel. Literally, nothing we ate was bad. Everything was amazing. How is that possible?
Sunday & Monday
Our last two days in Paris were spent walking around some more and eating. I mean, is there really any other way to do it?
We visited Notre Dame…
…the Pont des Arts… (yes we did put a lock of our own on there!)
…perfect French bakeries…
…and the Bastille.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect from our entire trip – I knew it would be amazing, and that I would love it, but I wasn’t prepared for how overwhelmingly beautiful this city would be. My friend Sarah told me that Paris is literally what you’d imagine it to be from pictures and movies, and she’s one hundred percent right.
Paris, je t’aime.