As soon as we dropped off our things we went to explore the city…the Eiffel tower area in particular and went to dinner. On every hour the Eiffel tower lights up with millions on sparkling lights….this lasts for about 8 minutes…meanwhile tons of people try to sell you miniature light up Eiffel towers, or the gypsy kids ask you if you speak English to get you to read something….Peter’s response is the best, “No I don’t speak English, but I’m working on it.”
We stopped at a bar on the way home and met some French dude and watched soccer together. Two French teams played each other.
Day 1 - Oh la la
Breakfast, and off to do a walking tour of the city.
We started at Notre Dame Cathedral, took a picture in front of Hotel Dieu ( I was born in Hotel Dieu in New Orleans, which doesn’t exist anymore)…..I had to take a pic…next we headed over to the Deportation Memorial (memorial to the 200,000 French victims of the Nazi concentration camps), we stopped at Place St. Michel and then Sainte-Chapelle (all the stain glass you can handle). This was originally built for Louis IX to house the crown of thorns….it’s only shown on Fridays during lent…..too late for us. The next stop was the Palais de Justice and then the Conciergerie (former prison, which held the likes of Marie-Antoinette and other famous people.
We took a nice stroll on the Seine River and wandered over to the Louvre. This is the most intense museum I’ve ever been too…there is so much to see you have to almost have a game plan to check out the stuff you do want to see. I can’t even mention the highlights because there are so many. Most people know the Mona Lisa is housed there. I was here ten years ago and it seems like they have made a bigger deal of the Mona Lisa recently…it may have to do with the “DaVinci Code.” There are signs pointing to the direction of where it’s located and it’s incased in a giant wall and roped off (this was not the case ten years ago…..it was incased in bullet proof glass like it is currently, but that’s about it).
Another highlight….Peter let a major one rip in the Louvre, it seems like he’s on a secret mission to fart loudly in all the famous museums…..I was mortified and quickly walked away. I’m surprised he didn’t leave streaks in his wake.
Many hours later….we had to leave it was too much. I bought a book, so I could read up at a later date and we headed off to dinner. Highlight of dinner; Peter’s fried goat cheese, yummy. After our tummy was full we headed to the Eiffel Tower. It’s nice at night…the whole town is lit up and there are less people. Peter and I made out on all the levels on the Eiffel tower. Our pics can’t do it justice, but we tried.
After a full day we basically limped back to the hotel….our feet and legs were killing us….sometimes you really don’t notice how much you walk.
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