
Bon Jour!
Sorry dear avid readers for the blog absence. I have been in the land of lovers (Paris) all weekend and have not had a chance to fill you in on my exciting adventures! This should make up for all those
hours of sleep you lost wondering what I was doing with my life :) just kidding. But in al
l truthfulness I shall try and make this as thorough as possible.
OK - on Friday, June 5 Lind
en, Shandi, Amanda, Kristin, and I all packed up our luggage for our fun filled weekend to Paris! Before we could leave we had to go to class which was mind-numbingly boring, but this was probably because I couldn't stop thinking of all things Parisian (Men, Fries, Shoes) the usual. After class, we rushed back to the flat, took turns emptying our bladders, grabbed our duffels and ran out the door. The tube ride to the airport is about 45 minutes long, so we left around 1 to get there by 2. Our flight left at 4:00 pm. The flight to Paris was smooth, except for the unnerving fact that we were flying Air France... but we managed to survive. The flight on the way home was a different story... we will get to that part later. We arrived in France and tried to gather our bearings as everything around us had suddenly turned to French, and I am not just talking about the culture, but the language as well. Luckily, Linden has had some training in the French language and did a very good job trying to navigate us out of the airport. She also gave us some key phrases to remember... Je ne sais pas means I don't know and Je voudrais is I would like. We grabbed a taxi, which was a bit of a hassle because none of the taxis are big enough to fit 5 people. It was about a 40 minute cab ride that cost an arm and a leg (65 euros to be exact) but we arrived safely at
our hostel in CaulainCourt Square.

We checked into our hostel and lucky for us the guy manning the front desk not only spoke English, but he was from Washington,D.C.! We were also pleased to find that we had a private room in the hostel with our own bathroom! We had been told that we would have a random roommate and a public bathroom so that was exciting! The hostel was much cleaner than anticipated as well! It was a small room with two sets of bunk beds and one single. I was fortunate enough to get the top bunk on the middle bed. It was a very small, small mattress with no side rails and extremely high off the ground... you can imagine what was going through my mind when this became my alloted sleeping space... uh huh. yeah. We all had a good

chuckle on the first night when my legs were dangling off both sides of the bed.
Once all of our luggage was stowed away and we had thoroughly thumbed through my guidebook that I brought along (Mom - 25 best things to do in Pairs was a lifesaver.. glad we got it) we journeyed down to the metro. The metro is a bit different from the tube in London, plus everything is in French so we tried asking the information desk - Par lez-vous anglais? (do you speak English). He said no. Luckily the electronic ticket stand had an English option!!! We got our tickets, figured out our route and headed out to our first destination.
We found a cheap (well at least not as expensive as everywhere else) French restaurant called Le Petite St. Benoit. The menu was hand written in French, but the atmosphere was simply magnifique!! There was an accordion playing and red and white table cloths! It was brilliant and delicious!!! Our waiter was kind enough to tell us what everything was in English. We drank wine and ate steak and soaked in the moment. After dinner we strolled around Paris, walked around the Seine, enjoyed the beautiful weather, saw a man peeing under the bridge, walked to the Notre Dame to see it illuminated and then headed back to the hostel. It was a lovely first night in Paris!
We woke up Saturday morning very early and set out to be touristy. We had purchased passes through STA travel for a hop on, hop off b
us tour. The bus would drop you off at key points in Paris and then you could hop on the next bus when you were done taking photos or looking around. We didn't know where the first stop was but we knew the Louvre was on the list so
we tried there first. We took the metro and got to the Louvre. It was very cool, but we didn't go in. Fodor (author of guidebook) let us know that the Louvre is free on the first Sunday of every month and luckily thats when we were there! How convenient. The same applied to the Musse´ D´orsay (a museum of modern artists). So we walked outside of the Louvre to try and find the bus. Our search was not helped by the weather in Paris. It was rainy and cold and none of us came prepared for that sort of weather. But we would not surrender to the rain! We were determined to see EVERYTHING we could in two days. So we walked and searched. We finally saw a bus drive by that had the name of our tour on it. The driver acknowledged us, slowed to let people on, we were running towards him, and he freakin drove away! WE WERE STANDING IN THE RAIN AND HE DROVE AWAY! I was not happy. Then we decided to walk over to Musee D orsay to see if there was a stop around there. There was a sign for our bus, but we decided to go get a cup of coffee to warm up and have a bite to eat. We found a little cafe´, where everything was in English, out of the cold weather.

We ate and then we boarded the tour bus. We were given headphones to listen to a guide speaking in English and a ticket to get on and off the bus. We also found from the ticket that it was valid for two days!! The bus was a double-decker open top, unfortunately it was a bit too wet for the top deck. The first stop was the Palais Garnier - the French Opera House. It was so beautiful!! Pictures could not express the beauty of this building. We paid 4 Euros to enter and it was so worth it. This opera house was the inspiration for the Phantom of the Opera. It has two driveways leading to the front doors and this was so that Napoleon's horses could drive right up. It was so cool. After that, we hoped back on the bus and headed to the next stop. On our drive we passed the spot where Marie Antoinette lost her head and the bridge where Princess Diana died. We stopped at the Arc de Triomphe. It is huge. SOOO much bigger than I expected! But it was beautiful, too. We went over and looked at the tomb for the unknown soldier under the arc.
Our next stop was Trocodero Square. From this square is a beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower. It was my first time seeing the tower and it didn't matter how drenched and cold I was, the tower lit up my afternoon. I had always heard that the tower was a bit disappointing but I have to most extremely disagree! It was amazing. The bus also took us to the base of the Eiffel Tower and that was extraordinary as well. After the Tower, the bus took us to Notre Dame and we went inside. It was gorgeous.
Exhausted and wet, we all decided it would be a good idea to chill at the hostel for a while and plan our evening. We went back, relaxed, took a little power nap, and then headed back on the town. We decided to go to a restaurant by Socre Cour (the famous cathedral) but when we got there they didn't start serving food for another half hour so we tried finding somewhere else. We looked around and found a moderately priced restaurant that none of us remember the name of but I know how to get there! It was absolutely delicious. After dinner we took the metro to Trocodero Square to watch the Eiffel Tower light show. On the way there, we saw a puppet show on the metro - the show was a singing mouse with a sombrero singing Speedy Gonzalez... it was a very peculiar choice of show for a French metro, but we went with it.
That night we watched the Eiffel Tower light show, got some cotton candy and lounged on the lawn below the Tower. It was an amazing night, beautiful clear skies after a rainy afternoon and the perfect end to our Saturday in Paris.
Sunday morning, we rose early once again to get in the Louvre and the Musee Dorsay before leaving for our flight. We grabbed the metro to the Louvre and began our eager voyage to find the Mona Lisa, the Venus de Milo, and Napoleon's Apartments. We found the apartments first and they were intense! Some of the rooms were EXACTLY as they were when Napoleon lived there. It was soo crazy and insanely beautiful! Ugh history... you are so cool. Then we squeezed through masses of people to snap photos of the Mona Lisa as well as the Venus de Milo. After successfully spotting all of our major points in the Louvre, we ate at the cafe´and then wondered outside into the gardens. The Tuileries gardens are filled with statues, a large fountain and lots of hedge walls. It was beautiful and the weather was nice and it was a perfect French moment. On this excursion, the girls and I decided that I would take over the world someday and become Empress Claire Constant. We would have our portraits painted and have the ability to teleport. Of course I appointed them as Duchesses of all the continents, I am a very good delegator. :)
After the Louvre we journeyed to the Musee Dorsay and looked at Monet and Renoir and wonderful painters such as that. Then we decided since it was a beautiful day we would jump back on the bus and ride up top this time! That was magical. Seeing the city and all its glory was a truly wonderful experience. Too bad after about ten minutes of that the clouds rolled in, the sun ran away, it started sprinkling and became very cold. But we braved the situation and remained on the bus. We got off at the Eiffel Tower and then headed back to the hostel to call a taxi for the airport. This took a while once again due to us having 5 passengers. We ended up waiting in the hostel for about one hour, listening to the French front desk guy trying to get us a cab. THe cab finally arrived and we got to the airport around 6:15 pm. We were flying Air France home once again but apparently Air France has about 50 terminals and you have to know which one your flight is on, which we didn't. It took us a while but we finally found it, went through customs and security and then waited for our plane. By this point all of us were sick of hearing French, we craved English, and London, and even our crappy flat on Hogarth Road. We wanted to be home.
Our flight left at 8:00 pm and it takes about 35 minutes to get to London. We arrived at Heathrow but unfortunately could not land and had to fly around through the clouds for 40 minutes. We were all frustrated and just wanted to get on the ground. It was dark and rainy outside and the turbulence was ridiculous. Then suddenly a large flash filled the plane and the aircraft shook. Everyone looked around curiously and the pilot said something over the loudspeaker in French. You can imagine the thoughts racing through our minds after the recent Air France plane crash that was struck by lightening. It was terrifying and a group of loud, obnoxious English teenage rugby players did not help the situation. Fortunately, we landed at Heathrow a short while later and we were all happy to be on the ground! We got on the tube as fast as possible and headed back to Hogarth. It was a glorious feeling seeing our home again...
A weekend in Paris is an absolute MUST but it felt so good to be back in London... I love this city :).