Oh, guys. Christian and I are missing Paris so, so much! In the weeks we’ve been back, I think about every three days one of us will say, “I miss Paris” in a really whiny and pathetic tone haha 😉 It was the absolute best trip together, and the most beautiful, magical place.
The month leading up to our trip, I began to reach out to others who had already traveled there in hopes of getting some suggestions for our own itinerary. Since we would only be there for a short amount of time (2 1/2 days!), I wanted to be sure that we saw everything we could possibly see. I even had a few people give me the itineraries they had spent months making (SO nice!) and I kept thinking, we are seriously set!! And then something funny happened… two nights before we left, as I was sitting in bed and feverishly trying to perfect our itinerary, I thought, I don’t want to go by this anymore. I was afraid my head would be stuck in the plans and the directions instead of just taking in everything Paris had to offer. And so, I deleted our itinerary… and I’m so glad I did. We may not have seen everything we wanted to see, but our time there was perfect and I guess that just means we’ll need to go back there someday! 😉
My favorite part of our time in Paris was the exploring. I will never forget the moment we walked out of our hotel and onto the Champs-Élysées and I saw, in person, the Arc de Triomphe for the first time. As far as favorite Paris moments go? This was my #1. It was SO grand, so beautiful, and there was such an energy about it and around it, my eyes immediately welled up with tears. Like, I could not believe I was there… I could not believe where I was standing.
The traffic around this circle was INSANE. It was pretty much a free-for-all as cars just entered and exited as fast and as best as they could without hitting anyone. The craziest ones to me were the ones on bicycles… no wonder everyone in Paris smokes! They’re all stressed out from driving! 😉
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I wish I could explain to you just how much we walked that first day. At one point on the first full day of exploring, I said to Christian, “It’s so funny that everyone made a big deal about all the walking we’d do… I mean, it’s a lot but I don’t feel like I’m dying or anything.” Fast forward exactly one hour later… I felt like I was dying 😉 haha. Fortunately, as many places as there were to walk, there were also many places to sit and rest. And with a view like this, you really couldn’t complain….
There was gold all over the city. On the sides of buildings, on the top of buildings, on light posts, on food – EVERYWHERE. In addition to all the gold were statues, again- everywhere. I pretended I was royalty as we continued strolling the streets…
Basically, if you didn’t have gold SOMEWHERE on your building, or if you didn’t have a statue either on your building or somewhere around it, you just weren’t cuttin’ it. I mean, it’s probably best you just get out of France.
The toilettes (I totally just typed the french spelling automatically) in Paris were SO much better than the ones in Italy, although they were still a bit bizarre. Also, at most of the cafés we visited, the women’s restroom was in the same room as the men’s… stalls, yes, but it was very Ally McBeal Goes To Paris. (And oddly enough, I kinda liked it. Let’s all pee together, guys!)
Of course you know I spent a decent amount of time snapping pictures of the windows and doors of Paris (just as I did in Italy).
This place (below) was my favorite home out of all of the ones we saw. There were most likely multiple apartments in it, but I told Christian that if I were to live in Paris, this is the place I’d want to live… even if it was a single room. It was tucked away on a quiet side street, only a few blocks from the Arc, and had a turquoise umbrella/table/chairs out on the balcony. I stood in front of it for a good 5 minutes, daydreaming about my “past life.” — Christian had mentioned when we first arrived in Paris that he totally thought I’d once lived in Paris in a past life 😉 He kept saying to me, “Em, this is your place. You know that, right?” … Perhaps 🙂 It’s fun to dream and I may or may not have pictured myself writing behind one of those windows, but I wouldn’t change my current, real life for anything!
We managed to end our day with some ‘world famous’ crepes. Christian had the Nutella Banana and I had just Nutella. (Because I would hate to ruin something with fruit, you know.)
On the walk back to the hotel, we hadn’t quite gotten enough to eat so we decided to stop at Laduree’s for a few of their famous macaroons because we hadn’t had any macaroons yet and when in Rome Paris, right?
Yeah, hi. I’ll have one of everything, please?
Christian and I ended up each getting two macaroons, and shared. He got a Coffee Bean and Caramel. I got the Strawberry Candy (at the recommendation of V!) and Vanilla. Here’s how we rated them, best to good.
On our way out, an American girl in her late twenties stopped me and said, “Oh you have to take your picture coming out of Laduree’s! You know, like stand here and hold the door open and then have your husband take your picture.” She wasn’t going to leave until we took this picture, so we did (and I laughed), and then as we were leaving (for real this time) I said to Christian, “I bet you a million bucks that girl was a blogger.”
One last walk past this beauty as we headed back to the hotel to get ready for dinner (because we hadn’t eaten enough)…
It was a full (pun intended) day and thank goodness for all of that walking, I think it balanced everything out. We did decide to cab it to a few places the next day, however… our feet begged us to.