Monday, June 24, 2013

Paris, France

Please note: By the time I am writing this post, I have forgotten almost everything we did because I have the memory of an ant.

From London, we took the Eurostar to Paris. We went in the Chunnel, which I think rocks because I am a huge nerd that way. While waiting at the train station, there was a train to Disneyland Paris. I swear, I wanted to hop on that train and go see the French Disneyland but Tom had poo pooped that idea months ago.

We arrived in Paris and then had to walk to the hotel. Paris did not start out too great because by the time I arrived, I had a cold. My immunity system sucks. And with all the traveling in planes, trains and with all the germs out there, I was going to catch something. UGH

But the bright spot was out hotel. Although we were away from downtown Paris, we were in the really cool area of Montmartre. It was beautiful. And our hotel, though funky monkey, was perfect. It was everything a Paris hotel should be. I don't even know how to explain it but it was what I would consider very Parisian. We had a great view as well.

That night we went out and explored and had dinner. But by the next day, I had a major sore throat and runny nose. I told Tom to go to the Orsay Museum without me. The good thing was that I got out of seeing another museum but not for a good reason because I had a full on cold. While Tom was gone, I slept and caught up on some reading!! I highly recommend Stephen King's: 11/22/63. One of the best books I have read in a long time!!

When I felt a little better, I got up and went to find a pharmacy. I loved Paris but without knowing the language, I felt like a dope. Luckily, almost everyone spoke just enough English that we were able to communicate. I went and bought some medicine. I actually ran into Tom on the street so we went and had lunch. Then he went and explored more while I went and took my medicine and slept a little more. Then we headed out to dinner.

The second day in Paris, my dream of seeing the Eiffel Tower came true. We got on the Metro and headed down toward the tower. When we got off we had to walk around a building and there it was in its full glory. I am such a geek that the minute I saw it, I teared up. If there had not been a zillion people around, I would have bawled my eyes out. But I had to behave like a normal human being so I just had a tear or two.

The Eiffel Tower was everything I expected. It was actually more beautiful than I expected. Never in my life did I think I would actually see it live and in person. Now that I have, I would go back to Paris just to see it again. I could have sat there all day. I swear it was that beautiful. The down part was there were huge lines there as well. Damn tourists! But seeing the Eiffel Tower was enough for me.

Sadly, the weather was crappy. It was cold and rainy. So we decided to take a boat tour that stopped at a few places along the River Seine. We got off at the Louvre because I really wanted to see the building. Again, I am not a museum fan so it was no big thing that I didn't go in. Luckily, Tom had already been there.

Once at the Louvre we walked around and we were going to walk to the Arc de Triomphe but it started pouring down rain. Then the wind picked up and I swear if it was 40 degrees out I would be shocked. It felt like it was in the 30's. Yes, it was that cold. With me being sick, we headed back to the hotel because there was no way I was going to get sicker. Although looking back, I was going to get sicker.

We had lunch and then napped. The room next to ours was not part of the hotel. I believe that part of the whole building were apartments. In any case, our neighbor began playing the clarinet. So here I was sick and in bed in a beautiful Parisian hotel. As I went in and out of sick sleep, I could hear the music playing and the rain falling. I felt like Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge. Of course, I just had a cold and not consumption. And Tom didn't break out in song and sing Roxanne to me. Oh well.

The next day, Tom headed to the Sacre Couer Basilica. I didn't go because I would have to walk up a hill and by this time, I had a cough and did not want to get worse. Plus, I wanted to finish my Stephen King book because it was that good! When Tom came back and we walked around Montmartre. The area was fantastic. We did a little shopping and eating. That evening, we went out to eat and ended up in a funky Parisian restaurant. I will write about that later.

I didn't see that much of Paris but the only thing I wanted to see, I saw. The Eiffel Tower was such a dream that I didn't care that I got sick. Plus, our area was so beautiful. Walking around the area made me feel like I saw Paris and experienced it. Luckily, Tom had already been in Paris 2 times before so he didn't really miss
anything.

The area we were in made me think I could live in Paris. Every block had a meat shop, cheese shop, bread shop, fruit stand. I loved that. Every block had a little cafe although it was too cold to sit outside and people watch. I could not believe the weather we had. Lots of rain and a lot of cold. But it was still beautiful. Not knowing the language sucked. I knew some words but not enough.

I honestly would go back just to see the Eiffel Tower again and again. But as charming and lovely as Paris was, I still liked London more.

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