At the threshold of my first year anniversary of my maiden trip to Paris, my desire to visit this beautiful city, again, has prompted me to put up this post and attempt to relive some of my finest memories.
It was April 27, 2013 that I landed in Paris, the city of love. Despite much reading up and enquiring, I wasn’t prepared for the cold onslaught as I got out of the airport. Paris was just stepping into summer and she was at 5° C then. Intermittent rains throughout the day reduced the temperature even further!
My dear husband was my travel companion (& more importantly, the sponsor) for the 3 week Europe trip that started in Paris. With some accented English and much broken French, we managed to find the local train that took us to our host Maguy’s (via http://www.airbnb.com) apartment. Her place was a good 90 min ride away from CDG and we took in some city sights on our way there. Once we alighted from the train, as we made our way to our host’s apartment, we stopped over at a little grocery store on the way and our first purchase was a 2l can of water. As we reached the apartment, freshened up a bit and took the first sip of water out of the can, we realised it was not still water, but sparkling. Well, so much for the hygienic bottled water..we were now convinced tap water is just as safe.
Anyway, with our host providing us with some maps and some notes to travel around the city, we set off for nothing less than the Eiffel Tower as our first pitstop, like any other dutiful Paris tourist.
Day 1:
Eiffel Tower: It was around 2.30 pm when we reached the foot of the tower and were greeted by a long line of people. There were anywhere between 300 & 400 persons ahead of us in the queue and it was a good 45 minutes later, in the slight drizzle but extreme cold, that we got to the head of the line. Buying our tickets to the top of the tower, we quickly scrambled towards the elevator. The first elevator took us up to the second level of the tower, and another one till the top of the tower.
What a magnificent sight it was! The numbing cold, especially at that altitude, was troubling us to no end, but the view from the observation deck, 906ft above ground level, was spectacular. With the multitude of bridges jumping across the River Seine, the immaculate greens across the river at Trocadero gardens and the statues at the Palais de Chaillot, one forgets the biting cold and is mesmerised by the lovely sights. I wanted to soak so much of it within me that I did not even wish to visit another place for fear of forgetting how beautiful this view was. It was a good two hours before I unwillingly started my descent of the tower and towards other sights in the city; after all, I’d to get to other places in Paris over the next 4 days before heading for Amsterdam 😛
A few shots of the city taken from my camera are here below. Over the next few days nay months, I hope to write more about the 21 day Europe extravaganza, in parts..until then..