A few weekends ago I traveled to the city of lights: Paris. Waking up at 4am, my friends and I boarded a 6:30am EuroStar train to Paris, France.
Next I enjoyed a delicious coffee in a small cafe off a cobbled street. As we explored the small side-streets of Paris I helped myself to a delicious chocolate crepe.
Next we walked over to Notre Dame. The gorgeous cathedral was juxtaposed by the scary gargoyles. Nothing like the cute characters from the Disney movie.
As the sky dimmed, the city came alive. After a romantic ferris wheel ride, we walked to the Eiffel Tower. For the first time in my life, I saw why Paris comes alive in the evening – the dim lighting set against historic landmarks, romantic couples strolling around eating baguettes – I was breathless.
The next morning, we awoke very early to get in line at the Lourve. While the Mona Lisa was nice to see, it was a little underwhelming. We spent around three hours in the Lourve, I wish we could have spent the day wandering around looking at all the ancient portraits and artifacts.
Next we walked along the Avenue des Champs–Élysées filled with lots of high-end designer shops. While window shopping I carefully listened to the variety of international accents and dialects. At the end of the street towered the Arc de Triomphe which honors those who fought and died for France in the French Revolution and Napoleonic Wars. All the names of all French victories and generals were inscribed on its inner and outer surfaces.
That night for our final meal, while I ordered delicious mozzarella pasta, Christina ordered tartare raw beef!