Thursday, December 13, 2012
Days 20-21 An American living in Barcelona in Paris
So maybe this is considered cheating but it has been a long couple days with not much internet and only an iPad to type on but enough complaining, I'm in Paris! We arrived In the afternoon after a short plane ride, our hotel was located in the Latin Quarter right down the street from Notre Dame. This is my second trip to Paris and I have to say I can keep coming back and still won't experience everything and will not get sick of looking at stuff. I mean every time you turn the corner there is a building or church that is at least 200 years old. We really acted like tourists here since we were only in Paris for a few days, a mini holiday if you will. That alone is why I would love to live in Europe, the closest courty I could venture to growing up was Canada, not the nice part either. Now I have Mexico...... No comment. To start we ate like tourists, I mean we had crepes, croque monsieur, onion soup (yes they just call it onion soup), although they do say french fries which we had as well and I must say not their speciality. We ate duck confit, boeuf bourguigon( thank you to Julia Child for me knowing what that was), filet with bearnaise sauce, oysters, creme brûlée and various other French desserts. Word of advice, order off a set menu here you get Moreau least 3 courses and it is cheaper. Not to forget the French wines..... Next we site saw like tourists, Norte Dame, the Louvre, Jardin des Tuileries, Arc de Triomphe, we walked along des Champs Élysées, visited Centre Pompidou and of course the Eiffel Tower despite the cold weather we did it all. Well not all but as much as possible in 2 days. The Eiffel Tower is one of those things that I don't care how many times you go there you are still utterly amazed but the sight of it. Especially at night! Every hour on the hour it sparkles, I don't care how old you are, you feel like a little kid seeing the Christmas tree light up for the first time. Eric went to the top, I punked out the last time I was here so this time I said to myself maybe I will give it a try maybe just to the middle...... Nope, it was still as high as I remembered and I am still afraid of heights. There's always next time.......
Posted by Tara Plizga at 3:20 PM