Versailles gardens with a side of escargot.
Monday in Paris, our first weekday here, started with a stroll down through the even busier, hillier streets of Paris up to the Basilique du Sacre-Coeur. The walk is such a lovely one, just before the cathedral we found an artists market and some very cute cafes and chocolate shops…where Rach spied some interesting things made out of chocolate. Unlike the Notre Dam, the Sacre-Coeur is free to enter and almost no lines.
This eiffel tower is made of chocolate!
We wondered around the city for the rest of the day until it started to rain so we retreated back to our hotel. That afternoon/night we headed out to what is referred to as the Latin quarter of Paris. This was by far our favourite place in all of Paris, it had so much food and style- it is situated over the bridge near Notre-Dam. We found a very French restaurant and we decided on escargot, snails, as an entree. Out they came with a fork and what looked like some sort of medieval gynecologist instrument. Rach took one look and chickened out so it was up to me to figure out how to eat them and then suck them down; well no idea how to use the tools i was given so just forked them out and sucked them all down….mmm tasted like garlic with oil and all chewy.
After dinner we headed off to the Eiffel tower to see it sparkle and get some night shots.
Tuesday and we decided to head to Versailles to see the royal palace and gardens. We went to Saint Lazzars station where for only €4 each we got 20min train to Versailles – much better than the €100 charge to go on tour bus. With hardly any line and €12 later we were in the palace. With a lack of crowd management in the palace aside, we saw king Louis’s bed, the queens bed, the hall of mirrors and lots and lots of pretty things.
We spent the rest of our day walking through the gardens and around the great big pond thing …i was very envious. What an amazing place, the gardens are the best part about the visit…recommend anyone going to bring a picnic and find a quiet spot in the gardens and have a lovely royal picnic.
With our legs almost falling off we headed back and had a quiet dinner in our hotel room followed by a quick trip to the Moulin Rogue to get a picture and watch some french soccer over a few drinks in a local bar.
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