After three days in London we took the Eurostar train to Paris. We went to Paris to be intense tourists and that’s exactly what we did. In about 48 hours, we managed to hit up: The Louvre (twice!), Notre Dame, Centre Pompidou, Musee d’Orsay, Sacre Coeur, Montmartre, Moulin Rouge, Eiffel Tower, the Invalides, plus several strolls across the Seine.
A good decision we made was to buy the 2 day paris pass, which granted us admission to most museums (though not the eiffel tower). We bought the pass at centre pompidou, where they didn’t check for dates, and so we secretly got an extra day out of it. Unfortunately, we didn't eat anything life-changing due to the city's expensive nature and our failure to learn lesson #3 at that point. But when it all comes down to it, I love the simplest things that are found almost everywhere.
Eating crepes, anywhere, anytime. We tried them with nutella, with banana, with apple sauce, but my favorite was the plain butter and sugar. It was kind of...well...perfection.
Checking out the Louvre at night. Best of all, there's nobody around, except for one lovely cellist.
Croissants and espresso for breakfast…or any time. If there’s one thing Paris did turn me on to, it was espresso. And as for croissants, there’s something about eating them in Paris that makes you feel not guilty about it at all. Bring on the butter!
Montmartre, the artist district, has a bohemian vibe that I really love. There are great cafes and shops, and it’s just a short walk away from the sacre coeur, for fantastic views of the city. We grabbed lunch at a random café, where I savored one of my favorite comfort foods…french onion soup. The soup was just slightly pureed so it was nice and smooth, my only question is why this cooking method isn’t as widespread.
And what comes after intense touring days? Alcohol….and apparently, lots of it. We found this circus bar near the republique metro station, it was nothing special but I feel I owe it something for providing us exactly what we needed… huge beers, and larger than normal bottles of wine. Not to mention when they didn’t have bread to make us a cheese platter, they went out and bought more, no big deal. Plus free shots of something yummy...and no I don’t know what it was… that's lesson #10.