Fun in Paris

Trip Start Apr 25, 2010
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Trip End May 18, 2010


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Flag of France  , Île-de-France,
Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Well after a night of time zone confusion, we got up and had breakfast at around 7.30am. This hotel is very sweet and I thoroughly enjoyed sitting in the petite breakfast room, looking through the French doors, listening to French music, whilst I drank my plunged coffee and ate my toasted Brioche with the yummiest fromage (cheese).  Tomorrow I will have to try their little pots of yoghurt.  Oh and remember to take my camera to show you what I am talking about.  Andrew’s breakfast included the obligatory croissant and jam.  

Oh and did I tell you that I love Paris?  I am really getting a thrill out of being here and at this stage we really haven’t seen much of the place.  When I first booked Andrew said I only needed 2 nights here but he is realising that our 4 days won’t scratch the surface or do Paris justice – so we will have to come back some day, bummer.

Oh and there aren’t any English speaking TV channels and Andrew cracks me up how he can sit and watch a show that he has no idea what they are talking about.  Pity if Volcano unpronounceable erupts again, as we will have no idea.

Ok so after breaky we walk back out onto our Avenue and start to head towards the Invalides, this time taking the long way around.  By doing this we come across the Esplanade de Invalides, which looks straight down to Alexandre III bridge.  It is pretty famous landmark and I couldn’t believe it when we walked down to it.  The day is bright and sunny, with barely a cloud in the sky.  We cross the bridge and gasp at the buildings on the other side.  There are two palaces opposite each other, one called Petite palace and the other, I can’t remember.  They are stunning and our now museums.

We decide to head back to the hotel and stop on the way for another baguette.  This time from a bakery and they don’t speak Anglais and I can’t’ read the signs, so we do our point and we shall get it game.  Really I think she can speak English but just didn’t want to. We then meet up with Guido for a bite to eat.

We have a tour booked on the Segways and after doing these in Disneyland, we are keen to try them in Paris.  We meet the tour guide under the Eiffel Tower and go back to there office to sign off on a $400 euro waiver in case we crash.  I start to panic, as it was one thing doing this in Disneyland when the park was closed and nobody around, today we will be heading out onto the streets in the traffic and crowds.  I can just see me crashing into a tour bus now. 

Before long we do a 5 minute course in how to get on and that’s it, we are set to go.  Now  I am really pooping myself.  I try to stay behind Matt our tour guide and keep Andrew behind me.  Within 10 minutes I am loving it and haven’t a worry in the world – this is way too much fun.  We head off to see all the sights and Matt tells us some interesting facts.  I start to wish I had paid more attention at school as French history is fascinating.  We end up in front of the louve and we are blown away by the sheer size of the place.  How on earth are we going to see all of it? We stop for  lunch in the park nearby.  This is where I have my first French crepe with ham & cheese and will always have a great memory of just sitting there taking it all in.  

From there we scoot along the Seine River and pass the tunnel that Princess Di was killed in.  We stop at various other spots and before we know it (3 hours later) we are back at the office to end the tour.  It really was worth every penny.

From there we walk back to the Eiffel tower and by this time it is about 6pm.  There are people everywhere and most laying on the grass at the base of the tower.  I tell Andrew that this is a bucket list moment and plonk ourselves down.  We snuggle up on the grass and look up at the tower, watching the lifts going up and down.  Drew then starts to shuffle around and I think it is due to his sore back.  He then starts to tell me how much he loves me and produces a beautiful diamond ring for me.  I am gob smacked Wow!  Now that is a memory that is locked in for ever.

So now I am wearing this magnificent beautiful diamond ring, that I can’t stop looking at.  Paris is definitely a place for romance & lovers. 
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Lynda and Hannah on

lol doesn't surprise me that Dad can watch TV even if it is in another language lol!!!xo
Lynda and Hannah

Kaz on

WOW how romantic, I am SOOOOOOOOOO geoulous, lucky friend, keep having a great holiday, I am loving every minute xx

sister on

very very romantic you have to do that kind of thing in Paris the city of love.

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