Another dream: fulfilled. I went to Paris.
I traveled to the city of love by night bus Thursday evening with two other girls. We found a great deal that would give us three full days in Paris, and avoid the typical unfortunate side effect of travel eating up precious day time. Our bus departed at 11pm and arrived in Paris at 6am. Taking a bus overnight is about as glamorous as it sounds – stuffy, cramped, uncomfortable. But I would do it again. It saved us money on two nights of accommodation and as I mentioned, didn’t inflict on any of our sight-seeing time. After arriving to the flat we rented (and one long refreshing nap) we were out the door ready to explore the city.
Our cute little Parisian Flat
Shout out! Look where the owners who rented the flat to us have been
First things first, the Eiffel Tower. We got caught in quite the downpour on our way there, but that didn’t stop us. We braved the rain and got our first glimpse of this beauty.
The very first sight
From there we set off to find another Paris must – crepes. Hungry and unfamiliar we stopped at a place right next to the Eiffel Tower where I had one severely overpriced and utterly disappointing crepe. Wanting to try something different I went with the rum banana crepe, and let’s just say I’m pretty sure I was over the legal limit after it. I ate straight rum and could only stomach half of it. But don’t worry, Paris made up for my first bad eating experience later on, and then some.
The Louvre Museum was next. After 6pm on Fridays individuals under the age of 26 get in for free, not only that they don’t have to wait in line for a ticket. On the way we stopped by a bakery to get baguettes’. This knocked another item off of my bucket list, to eat a baguette in Paris. We enjoyed this while waiting in line to enter the museum.
We spent about an hour in the Louvre, all tired after a long day of sight-seeing that was about all we (mainly our feet) could handle. We constantly ached. All of us. Everywhere. Hence the appropriately named Golden Girls in Paris. We took a break at the Jardins des Tuileries before heading back to settle in for the evening.
The crowd to get to the Mona Lisa
Fought the crowds to get my selfie!
I get a kick out of this, not really sure what I’m doin’ back there
We finished the day off with some wine, and a Mary-Kate and Ashley classic, Passport to Paris.
Saturday began with a personal favorite, a walking tour. We saw most of the big tourist sites: the Latin Quarter, Notre Dam, Love Lock Bridge, St. Michel Fountain, Palais de Justice, Musee du Louvre (again), and a distant view of the Eiffel Tower.
Our wonderful guide
Port Neuf Bridge, legend has it these faces are sculpted in honor of Henry IV friends after a drunken night
Palais de Justice
Tower where Marie Antoinette was held
Fun fact: anywhere in Europe that you find a statue of a king, the horse he is perched on tells you how he died. One leg up means he was assassinated. Both legs up means he died in battle. And both legs down means he died of natural causes.
Some say the soul of the city’s the toll of the bells, the bells of Notre Dame
Love Lock Bridge
From there we had lunch at a cute little restaurant with authentic French cuisine, La Jacobine.
I ate escargot. IN PARIS.
That night I saw the Eiffel Tower twinkle, and what a sight that was.
Sunday was our last day, but a full one at that. It started off with the Sacre Coeur Basilique, a beautiful Basillica with breath-taking views of Paris.
We saw quite the abundance of wedding photos being taken all throughout Paris
This had us in the Montmarte district where we had another delightful meal and got to see Moulin Rouge.
From there we made our way to the Arc De Triomphe and took a little stroll down Champs Elysees
Finally we ended the trip the way we started, at the Eiffel Tower.
Macaroon snacking in front of the Eiffel Tower
We took a night bus back to Amsterdam and I slept for the next 24 hours.
I absolutely loved Paris, it was everything I imagined it to be and more. Here are some misc. pictures from my three days in this beautiful city.
I’m also finding this ever-growing love for candid photos, so here are some of those as well
“Don’t be a tourist. Plan less. Go slowly. I traveled in the most inefficient way possible and it took me exactly where I needed to go.” -Andrew Evans