Paris, it’s full of French things.
Okay so here we are in the city of light, love and eating pests from the garden…Paris. We arrived on Saturday in the early afternoon via train from Ulm, Germany, we immediately were truck by how old every building looked, how very french everyone looked and how crazy busy it was. We took a taxi through the tiny windy streets and dropped our gear off at hotel and then off we trotted off down the Champs-Èlysèes to the Arc de Triomphe.
Well all the stories I’ve been told about the round about around the Arc de Triomphe were true, this thing was chaos! There were cars stopping , cars beeping, cars weaving, cars changing lanes and top it off with silly tourists attempting to cross the 4 lanes to the Arc! Quick note to anyone reading this who has a future visit to Paris, the Arc de Triomphe can be accessed via an underground tunnel that goes under the maniac round about…police will not be happy with you if you survive the walk across.
Next we headed to Le Louvre taking in the surrounding french sites, smells,and sounds. Well this are must be one of the big tourist attractions as there was people everywhere and the line to the Louve looked hours long. We decided neither of us really wanted to see old paintings so we walked around the Louve and back to the hotel to check in. Of course the trip to the Louve was not wasted as Rach was very excited to get her face in a French crape.
We ventured out that night for our first French meal, burgers and french fries.
Behind this monument you will find one of the biggest fresh food markets in Paris. We walked down the market aisles flanked by cheese, fish, baguette, exotic meats and every fruit and veg you could possibly think of. Much like the Victoria markets in Melbourne, stall owners were all shouting out prices and deals…just these were all in french and not thick Italian accents. We found bought ourselves some cheese and a fresh baguette and sat down in the nearby park and did as the french do, stuffed our faces. If you like food, do yourself a favour and on a Sunday go to these markets.
Our next stop was the Notre Dam cathedral which just so happened to be full of a 1,000 french scouts on a field trip. Well we decided against going in and just sat back took in all the amazing architecture and took our few pictures and headed off to the Eiffel tower where we might have more luck with the crowds.
Well the crowds were not looking good for us here either. We managed to translate some french and found that the huge line to get up the tower was for the lazy people taking the elevator. The line to use the stairs was about 5 people so we paid our few euros and up we hiked, higher and higher, with my knees increasingly beginning to wobble, all the way to the second floor. What a view! I will let the photos and videos speak for themselves, thanks to Rach as i was off reading every sign on the history and not wanting to look down.
With our knees wobbling we made our way back but not before Rach discovering a delicious macaroon shop….mmmmm
Highlight of these two days would have to be the Eiffel Tower walk closely followed by the Bastille markets.
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