But we survived "moving day" and two days later we were on an ICE train to Paris.
I wasn't sure what to expect of Paris. Sure, I'd done hours upon hours of reading up on the city but when you talk to some people they have nothing but negative things to say. "The people are horrid. The city is dirty. It's overrated." But after our trip all I have to say is
Je t'aime Paris!!!!
We arrived late on Friday night and wandered around the St. Germain/Latin Quarter in search of where we'd be staying for the first part of our trip...as well as where we were going to eat. We found our adorable little boutique hotel, La Maison Montparnasse, on a quiet little street near lots of restaurants and shops. Check out the stairwell inside the hotel. Funky, huh?
Notre Dame Cathedral
A man moving a dolly of potatoes across a bridge tipped it over sending potatoes rolling every which way. Brad jumped in to help and said it was the United Nations of Good Semaritans. French, German, English, Italian. Gotta love it.
Standing on the oldest bridge in Paris, the Pont Neuf.
The Pantheon
Jardin Du Luxembourg
Our first baguette enjoyed in the beautiful garden
Entertainment on the metro...he played "What a Wonder World" which just seemed to fit
Do these really need captions?
That evening we had a wonderful dinner at a teeny, tiny restaurant not far from our hotel. I almost had a Pretty Woman moment with my escargot. Slippery little suckers. Following dinner we hightailed it over to the Montparnasse 56 Tower in time for the sun to set. The tower itself does not necessarily "fit" in Paris but the views it provides of the city make all arguments against it moot, in my opinion. We rode an elevator up to the 56th floor in 38 seconds. Whew! From here, you can take a few stairs up to the helipad and have to most incredible views. Take a look:
These are not postcards, folks. Is that not amazing? If you go to Paris, this is a must. Especially to view the Eiffel Tower light show. Unbelievable.
We sat at the little cafe looking out over the city and enjoyed a glass of wine and a cannoli. It was so romantic.
The trip doesn't end there and there's more to come...but I'm still recovering from the trip that followed Paris and need some rest. Until next time...
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