Beautiful Paris day 3 and the train to Rome!

Paris! Day 3!

After the miles and miles of walking and late nights - it was hard to get out of my cozy bed today! My twin bed. ha. All of our rooms came equipped with 2 twin beds about an inch apart. That's fairly standard for European hotels and I feel like maybe I love twin beds now? I might have been hypnotized by the joy of being in Europe.

Started the day by desperately hunting and eventually finding a famous patisserie where I had a croissant (my 1000th of this trip) and chaussons aux pomme (french apple turnovers/basically flaky butter with apples/heaven, and OF COURSE cafe au lait. Which is definitely my boyfriend at this point.
 *Quick French lesson - I am not qualified for a french lesson, but I digress - Patisserie = bakery for pastries and sweets. Boulangerie = bakery for breads. They say a bakery that does both breads and pastries isn't doing either one well.

A stunning building with lovely architecture. (Sephora)

Even the walk to find the patisserie was glorious. Beautiful weather, cobblestone paths, interesting stores, beautiful people (oh the beautiful people), beautiful clothes, unbelievable history and detailed architecture as far as the eye can see. Beautiful people sitting on beautiful patios in the beautiful weather eating beautiful pastries while drinking beautiful beautiful coffee au lait. Oh, Paris. <3

Around every corner is something that makes you sigh with joy.

I saved half a croissant (and a tiny jar of nutella because Europe) to take me with me into The Louvre. That was cute of me. You know I ate it while waiting in the stupid long loooong long lineSSS. Yes. Lines. Also, everything was confusing, as is the theme of any trip where you don’t speak the native language. Here is my personal suggestion for getting into The Louvre as we did tons of research and blindly followed other people's stupid and terribly wrong advice (just kidding, take it easy). BUY YOUR TICKETS AHEAD OF TIME. There are 3 crazy long lines - 1 for tickets and 1 for folks who already have their ticket. SO...pre buy your ticket, skip the crazy long ticket buying line and go straight into the “if you have a ticket” line. Then onto the “security line”. Our fun experience is that we finally got our tickets, went to the next line - then security started panicking and putting up tape everywhere and not allowing anyone to get in that line. “security concern!” I'll be honest... I wasn't even MAD. I’ll just be over here. *sprints in opposite direction of threat.

The Louvre is MASSIVE. This is just one part that we walked through to reveal an even more massive part!

Finally seeing the famous glass pyramid! 

Well, we finally got into The Louvre and it was a madhouse. I’m not going to lie, by this point in the trip, I was a little fried and I wanted to spend a day in a Parisian spa more than I wanted to see the Mona Lisa. Unfortunately, due to being completely spent from going hard the first 2 days, we only spent about 3 hours in The Lourve before calling it a day. I only took about 12 pictures this day. I'm always torn between making permanent memories with my camera or making mental memories with my mind.

We saw such incredibly beautiful and moving works of art and the (dare I say?) underwhelming Mona Lisa. Statues that stir your soul with unbelievable backstories. Paintings that changed the course of the world. Art is so incredible.

Tom Hanks wuz here. Da Vinci Code jokes!

The history in the Lourve is so amazing and the building itself is mind blowing and like nothing I've ever seen/experienced.

Great Sphinx of Tanis 2600 BC! Incredible.

Aphrodite "Venus De Milo" 

This is a picture of my grouchy Aunt Melva, circa 1964.

Outside of the Lourve is (smartly) about a million souvenir shops. Heck yes I bought my kid a beret in Paris. Mini Eiffel Towers, too. What do you think this is? Know how? I have no idea what that means, but my Grandpa used to say it and it sounded like he meant business.

Eating a croissant that I heroically brought back without eating. I love her.

After that it was time to go to the train station for our night train to Rome. I had no idea what to expect, but this ended up being pretty cool and highly recommended. The train station itself was big and completely packed. It was an interesting experience and although I try to avoid being a paranoid traveler - I found myself wishing for metal detectors or some sort of a security situation in the train station. Not to be. 

It was tough to adjust to the movement of the train and also to the sounds and screeeeeching of the train breaks. Despite the fact that I was suspended in the air 3 feet above my sleeping husband in a *surprisingly comfortable* pull out from the wall bunk bed, I eventually found a version of sleep. Everything in Europe is a little higher quality. The beds are comfortable, the blankets are soft and fluffy, there are little extras everywhere that America doesn’t offer. Seems like these countries like making their people happy. Interesting concept. 

Run to the rectangle and grab the electric wand! Good luck.

Our adorable little cabin! 

Switched from our overnight train to a speed train from Rome to Milan. While staring out the windows, I took it all in and wrote this:
Beautiful countryside, vineyards, rolling green fields, old homes that look exactly the way you think they should: dilapidated ancient rooftops and colorfully painted walls. Chipping paint and old old stone. Does every home in the countryside have its own vineyard?? I’d like to think that’s how it is, but I enjoy thinking of things in the most fantastical way. 

Brace yourself for a real time reaction of disbelief in 3..2...1..Seriously people, are you seeing this? (This particular train is full of business travelers on their way to work. So, no. They are NOT seeing this.) When I look around this train, I wonder if these people have any idea of the amazing beauty they see every day. I am reminded of one of the Uber drivers we met in Paris. As he drove us around, he said “Look at this beautiful bridge! It is the most beautiful bridge in all of Paris!” He was right. Golden angel statues and golden details all along the bridge crossing La Seine. It seems as though the locals respect the beauty and culture as much as the tourists - which is SO different from the typical American. 

Finally made it from our train to our Uber driver - have I recommended this enough yet? If your Italian is bad (I studied opera back in the day, so I could serenade them a love song and that's about it) download the Uber app and please...use it. It was so helpful for us this trip!

After a night of sleep that wasn't exactly ideal, I was so happy to walk into this INSANELY gorgeous hotel in Rome! Our hotel, Hotel Artemide, was more than welcoming and definitely lux.

That wraps up day 3 and finally seeing Italy for the first time!

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Our trip to Paris Day 1 and 2!

Let me preface this by saying that I love learning and seeing new things. I get excited about everything and experience things on a level bordering on "over passionate". I'm not sure that's a real thing, but I soak in everything I see and have wide open eyes and ears. I take in the sights, smells, tastes, history and the stories so I can better remember and experience what I'm seeing. :) Joie de vivre!


From the TOP:

The flight to Paris.

It was cute to think that an overnight flight would mean waking up refreshed in another country ready to party. An overnight flight really means trying to force yourself to sleep for 9 hours, which is unpleasant. I'm sorry, insomniacs. It's terrible.

Got off the plan, ubered (cannot recommend Uber or Lyft enough) to the hotel in Le Marais. *cue starry eyed staring out the window for the entire drive*. Our uber driver was our worst "frenchman" experience. In all honesty, he may or may not have spoken English - I can tell you he didn't want to talk to us and I didn't blame him. Do your thing, bud.

We stayed in the super interesting and modern Astotel 123 Sebastopol . It's a movie themed boutique hotel. I wasn't sure about a modern hotel in Paris until we checked in. The facade fits right in with all the beautiful historic buildings, but the inside is fresh and hip. 

An amazing balcony for eating patisseries and people watching. Our balcony directly faced several apartment buildings (with images of french film celebs painted on their walls especially for hotel guests to gaze upon. crazy) and everyone had their windows wide open on the lovely day. So yeah, we peeping tom'd them. Duh. It was just like the movies. One dude had no pants on and was eating a pastry so ... obviously worth the stalking.





Day 1 in Paris:

I should put a pic of the Eiffel Tower here.

Feeling a bit jet lagged but also BEYOND pumped up to be in Paris, we kept it relatively simple and roamed around Le Marais a bit then decided to see the Eiffel Tower so we really knew FOR SURE that we were in Paris. We got our first croissant and pain au chocolate at the Eiffel Tower - so apropos! Fortunately, we figured out the Metro relatively quickly thanks to google maps. After that, getting around Paris became fun and about people watching and not intimidating in the slightest.






After feeling satisfied with my 200 photos of the Eiffel Tower, we decided to check out the Champs Élysées. it's mostly your standard chain shopping situation BUT, this includes the Sephora flagship which is clearly "the mothership". I mean, that store NEVER ENDS (single tear of appreciation). Tragically, the rest of Paris also decided it was the place to be, so it was a hot mess of humanity. No one speaks the same language so we all just bounced off of each other and swatched lipstick on our hands. I walked out of there with a bag of goodies, an empty wallet, and a grin as big as Notre Dame.

In the Champs Elysees district is the Arc De Triomphe. It was built as an homage to those who fought and died in the French Revolutionary war. It was cool to see, but almost seemed oddly out of place right next to the Mall of America... of France. I don't mean to under appreciate the history here, but jet lag is no joke and I was feeling it in my bones!







Walking miles and miles pays off when you begin to realize that EVERYTHING in Paris is full of history and beauty and detail and art.

don't close your eyes or you'll miss the beauty.

cobblestone streets and pigeons probably eating fries all day.

Crashed at 9p after a meal at place called Le Parisian - which sounds so touristy, but I assure you - it was the opposite of a touristy situation! I really felt like this was my first glimpse into how young Parisians live. A large table of 20 somethings (oh jeez, i'm old and I have no idea how old people are) were hanging out. People would wander up to their table, be loudly and joyously greeted and at some point, one of those people would fill my wine glass. I wasn't sure who it would be. Talk about laid back. Also, my favorite dessert is creme brûlée and I ate it on the streets of Paris. (le sigh)



DAY 2, Paris!

Started off the day with a delicious breakfast in our hotel including cafe au lait, a random fruit and cheese "salad" (amazing), a huge chunk of brie, watery eggs (a universal hotel staple!), chicken sausage, all the pastries and our first baguette! Apparently, eggs are only served at breakfast for tourists as eggs are reserved for lunch and dinner in France.




Palace De Versailles. This place is so interesting. Plan to wait in line for a long time just to step foot inside the gates, but, while you wait, you get to feast your eyes on the beauty that is Versailles. *travel tip* It was suggested to us to get the Rick Steves app and upload anything you might be interested in, preferably from your home wifi. He has walking tours and general fun information on every major European city. They even factor in lines so pop in your headphones and begin learning about everything in front of you. We didn't even need to book a tour at Versailles! Thanks Rick.

Decor to the hilt.

Palace De Versailles - hall of mirrors, Marie Antoinette, Napoleon, King Louis XVI, miles of gardens, you get it. It's amazing. Room after room filled with detailed decor from floor to ceiling. Only complaint is that it's SO crowded that sometimes it was tough to get a good look around each room. Fortunately, you can take a macaron (not macaroon, people) snack break and have a cafe au lait to gather up strength to fight the crowds once again. Honestly, the tourist groups were tough to navigate past and were definitely frustrating.






Picked up a rock from the grounds and couldn't WAIT to give it to my history loving 6 year old. Napoleon could have walked on this rock! You could easily spend an entire day on the grounds alone, so allow plenty of time for Versailles on a beautiful day!





On to Montmartre which is a place we weren't sure we would have the time to visit. SO GLAD WE WENT. This is the exact vibe I look for in every city I visit. Artsy, slightly touristy, always a little questionable, heartbeat of every city. Montmartre is clearly a little more touristy than the usual artsy area as it leads directly to Sacre Coeur Basilica, but definitely worth seeing as it all leads UP UP UP.





France first - CREPES! Lemon sugar and a giant glass of wine. The crepes were thicker than ones I've had NOT in Paris, so one can only assume American crepes are stupid and wrong.

Sacre Coeur Basilica. After walking up 10,000,000 steps and slowly accepting my inevitable death, I caught my breath and was immediately targeted by the local con artists. I wore all black and a frown! I couldn't look anymore Parisian! Come to find out, they target everyone. He actually took my hand. These dudes are bold! NO. Don't touch me, bro. I firmly let him know I wasn't going down like that and he left me alone.
After questioning the validity of the miles on the treadmill back home - I finally made it up the stairs to an amazingly beautiful view of Paris. I have to say that this is one of my favorite experiences so far. A stunning church with deep history.

You can feel the holiness the moment you walk into Sacre Coeur even though tourists flood this beautiful church. It's moving and sacred and unless you are an idiot, you have a tremendous amount of respect the moment you step one foot inside. We happened to walk in during mass and it was truly beautiful. A holy place indeed.

Next up - dinner cruise on La Seine. It was an interesting experience, to say the least. They played lots of American music and I had no idea what I was looking at as no one told us anything and just expected us to follow the paper we were given - but guys... they also gave us LOTS of wine and champagne! It was confusing as every single thing out the window looked like a freaking 2,000,000 year old miracle. They spent a lot of time on the Statue De Liberte and played Alicia Keys "New York" on blast... which was hilarious and obviously catered to the Americans - which we happily accepted the catering with open arms.







This is the first time I saw the Eiffel Tower at night and the amazing light show they have every hour after the sun sets. I will say that I had a "moment". Surreal. Magical. Tres belle.

oh hey there

We just couldn't bring ourselves to go to bed since the night was beautiful and La Seine is such an unforgettable area to walk. Walked a couple miles toward Notre Dame and holy frijoles. If you don't audibly say "whoa", you should reevaluate your life. I popped in my ear buds and let Rick Steves tell me about the amazing masterpiece I was looking at. In other news, a giant Parisian rat ran past where I was sitting and marveling at the glory that is Notre Dame. What a cool life that rat has.








Day 2 in the books. Missing Paris already and I haven't even left yet.