It had been many years since I was last in Paris. The last time I was just a young girl and while I loved it and have many fond memories I was really looking forward to experiencing the city as an adult.
Funnily enough I didn’t do much different than when I was first there. Lots of wandering. Lots of eating. And for once a little lounging. Paris is a busy city but I found it was fairly easy to let go of the sightseeing list and just sit for a while.
This trip was special in a different way. I got to play tour guide to my partner in crime. The husband had never been to Paris so I was curious to find out what he thought of it. While Paris is considered a wonderful city by many there is a significant part of the non-Parisian population that can’t find the romance and intrigue in the city of lights.
Sadly, the husband didn’t have the best experience. Our first full day there he was zombified by sickness. Paris is lovely but its beauty is not going to cut through a fever. He made a valiant effort to make the most of the few days we were there but it is hard to enjoy yourself when your body is trying to fight an ailment. Hopefully someday we will get to go again so he can get a better feel for the joy of the city.
While the sick one slept and tried to recuperate I enjoyed sitting in the amazing flat we found on Airbnb. I drank espresso and then champagne, ate macarons, enjoyed some baguette and cheese, oh and a lovely croissant that the sick one had bought for me in the early morning hours. Did I mention that all of that was for breakfast! I did not have one ounce of guilt about having champagne for breakfast. It seemed completely acceptable as I listened to the city wake up and begin its meandering bustle.
When we did venture outdoors we experienced many wonderful things. Crepes filled with butter and sugar. Crepes overstuffed with fromage and veggies. Le Jardin du Luxembourg! A surprising trek through Pigalle to see the Moulin Rouge. FYI - the risqué window shopping in this district may cause fits of giggles. Dinner in a fantastically posh restaurant. Dinner in a hole in the wall restaurant where the power was out for 30 minutes so we sat and drank kir and wine until the power was fixed and dinner could be made. It should be noted that when you plan for dinner in Paris at least 4 hours should be allotted for the event.
One of the loveliest moments we experienced was our walk from the Eiffel tower back to the Latin Quarter where we were staying. This jaunt was at the prompting of the recovering zombie. A walk along the Seine was the perfect way to spend the sunny day. We enjoyed ice cream and a good laugh or two as I stumbled through my very poor french. To some a walk may seem a poor use of time when there are sites to see and museums to wander but often times a long walk with a loved one will give you a deeper perspective of your relationship. It was perfectly romantic and memorable. Exactly as you hope Paris would be.
Photo credit: a few by Zach and a few by me.