My sister joined us as well, and the three of us had a wonderful time. We share vacation priorities: 1) eat 2) shop. It was the season of sales in Paris, so we scored many great deals- and hurray for the strong dollar!
Thursday the 21st:
|Bright eyed and bushy tailed when we got on the plane, before I slept 0 minutes on our "overnight" flight|
Saturday the 23rd:
As the snow began at home, we walked the streets of Paris toward the Bon Marche department store. We stopped for lunch at Avant Comptoir:
|There was pork on the menu and as well as the wall.|
|More wine! We are French, wine at lunch.|
|Fish so fresh it doesn't smell fishy|
|Big warning that "smoking kills" on an empty pack of cigarettes. The French don't seem to care.|
|The Seine, with Notre Dame in the background|
|On the Ile, with an almost-full moon overhead|
|Elana and Mom by the Seine|
|View from the apartment|
|Café time- more coffee!|
|At the top of the Pompidou Center|
We left the Pompidou Center to have lunch- crepes!- and do some more shopping. I got watches for the boys that are on slap bands, they are in love with them and Asher said it is the best gift he ever got. Then Elana and I went back to the Pompidou to see some of their regular exhibits. That night we hosted our cousins Charlotte and Henri and Henri's girlfriend for dinner. Fanny doesn't speak English and I don't speak great French, but we made it work and had a great time.
On Tuesday we kind of wandered out and around. We had a disastrous time trying to get lunch, we couldn't find a café or restaurant anywhere that had food we wanted to eat, and when we did find one, they had nowhere to seat us. We ended up at a mediocre and overpriced place where the waitress ignored us and it took over 30 minutes to get 2 salads (that included only uncooked ingredients). We became hysterical with hunger and impatience and were laughing, which surely made us even more unwelcome.
At the end of the day, we went to the Musée des Arts Decoratifs, but their regular collection of art nouveau was closed, so that was depressing. Not a great visit in terms of culture, I have to say! After the museum we walked through the Tuileries and up to the Louvre before finding a wine bar to rest our feet before dinner.
|a panaromic I took of the Tuileries|
|Sunset from the apartment|
|Elana and Charlotte. After my mom spilled my latte all over Charlotte's new suede boots.|
|View uphill with Sacre Coeur in the distance|
I had my final dinner at Les Enfants Rouge, which got very hot and crowded. After we left I took this picture, and you can see the windows are all steamed up.
Friday morning I flew home by myself. I had an obstacle-free journey and watched 3 movies on the plane, in addition to napping. As soon as I got home, it was back to real life- I worked, went for a run, and we had dinner with friends. It almost feels like it all never happened! I can't wait to see where our next girls' trip takes us.