I had this irrational fear that I was going to take a trip to Paris but somehow miss seeing the Eiffel Tower the entire visit. Have you seen that movie French Kiss with Meg Ryan? Her character is in Paris for the first time and keeps missing the Eiffel Tower by a breath. That’s how I imagined it.
So after Mom, David, Sydney & I had gotten one full night’s sleep to recuperate from a whirlwind two days of travel and checking in and checking out our Parisian neighborhood (see Sydney’s post about our first day in Paris), I loaded us onto the Métro and immediately carted us down to the Trocadéro to catch our first glimpse of the Iron Lady.
After some quick lessons from our fabulous tour guide, Jodie in Paris, and a bit of concentration, we were able to navigate the Métro with ease.
I highly recommend catching your first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower from the Trocadéro. It’s breathtaking. A bit crowded with tourists at the top of the hill, but you can squeeze in to get a great picture before strolling down to the gardens, all while enjoying the view.
After we had walked up to, under, and around the Grande Dame of Paris, we were at a bit of a loss of what to do next. My entire to do list for the day was 1. See The Eiffel Tower. The rest was blank.
When in doubt, eat. We strolled a bit through the 7th arrondissement and found a typical Parisian café beckoning us.
At some point in Paris, every visitor is required to order a Croque-madame. It’s a hot ham and cheese sandwich bathed in Béchamel sauce and cheese, and topped with an egg. There’s also a sandwich called a Croque-monsieur, which is the same thing without the egg. But, as they say in Paris, one egg is un œuf. 😉
After seeing the Eiffel Tower and consuming a traditional French lunch, I felt I was Parisian enough to walk the streets of Paris without a plan or map. Notre Dame, you ask? Sure, I’ll get us there! Suivez-moi!
While I may or may not have had any clue where I was going, I did manage to walk us by some incredible views like this. In fact, I could say that my plan all along was to aimlessly stroll the streets of Paris and enjoy the sites and smells (so many smells!). Yeah, that’s it.
However, David & Mom eventually put an end to my meandering and hired us two pedicabs to hoof us to Notre Dame (which, so happens, was in the complete opposite direction of where I was taking us, and took the poor, brave soul pedaling us Croque-madame-filled tourists nearly an hour to deliver us to).
Finally acclimated to the city now, nearly a citizen, I deftly navigated us to the quaint island behind Notre Dame called Île Saint-Louis, where Berthillon ice cream flows freely.
As the sun set on our second day in Paris, it was time to get the parents back home for some rest.
After a quick snack, Sydney & I decided to head back out to say goodnight to the Old Lady of Paris, La Tour Eiffel.
Seeing her sparkle, with a glass of French wine in my hand and a scarf around my neck, solidified our Parisian residency as permanent (or, at least, in my dreams).
I made a short (*cough* 40-minute *cough*) but sweet video of our entire experience in Paris. Click here if you’ve got time on your hands and want to watch our shenanigans (think: lots of food and pillow talk) in the City of Light.
Otherwise, look for our next post about Paris, when the food takes center stage.
You’re drooling already, aren’t you?