With most of my money gone in booking tickets for the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Musee d’Orsay and the Musée Picasso and that too at the beginning of a month long Euro trip, I wondered if there is money left for the most important thing , FOOD and other things like alcohol and romance maybe!
Paris was a dream I had nurtured since the last 10 years or so after a whirlwind tour of the city. I wanted to feel the pulse of this city and revel in its glory with my significant other. Stupid dreams of the early twenties.
Did Paris live up to my expectations, Oh yes! So much that I want to go back again and this time no visits to tourist attractions and definitely NO museums.
Here’s a lowdown of my Parisian sojourn.
La Paris in December is obviously cold and windy and also rainy. When you don’t have an umbrella, the rain can be quite a dampener. (pun intended.) And guess who didn’t have an umbrella!
We reached CDG on a cold Monday morning with lots of luggage and no umbrella. Grabbed a coffee and a baguette from the station, took forever to understand the ticket dispensing machine, changed 2 metro lines, then huffed and heaved and dragged the suitcases to the apartment we were living in. With a view of the Sacré-Cœur from the bedroom window, my apartment was magnifique.