Our third day in Paris is a Saturday. The friendly guard at the metro station asks me if I'm 25 or under, because it means that I can get a cheap day pass for the metro. Win! Why don't they have such discounts in New Zealand? Hmph. At the metro station, Libby and I print a photo at the Photomaton – one of my must-do's of Paris, ever since I've seen Amélie. I wear a striped tee and red lipstick. So very French of me ;-)
Anyway, this particular Saturday starts off how I wish all my days started – with a discount (as mentioned earlier) and a Nutella crêpa. 4 Euros from a quirky street side vendor – who wouldn't let me take a photo of it till he'd prepared it properly – it has a generous heaping of Nutella, and is very hot. We were supposed to go to Versailles, but since both Libby and I are tired from the day before, we wander around to Printemps, an upscale shopping mall.
Printemps has a free accessible terrace, and the views of Paris are, well, grey. Most of the old Parisian buildings have grey rooftops, plus the sky has clouded over. I don't care. It's Paris, it's beautiful, and I'm snap happy.
Later, we get the metro and walk over to the Notre Dame, which is actually located on an island. The walk there is very calming, and we sit under some trees overlooking the Seine River and devouring the macarons that I purchased at Ladurée.
Notre Dame is enormous, but the line to go inside stretches half a kilometre. Non, merci. Libby and I take a few selfies, and bus back to the hotel, where our Topdeck family has started arriving. We say hello to a few people, and wait for dinner, which is provided by Topdeck. It is mediocre Italian food, but the meat eaters (hah) get to try snail. Libby says it tastes chewy and garlicky.
After dinner, it is time to go on our night tour of Paris, and we hop on to the coach. Our tour guide, Marta, tells us about the places we're passing. We stop at the Eiffel Tower, to see it lit up. I can't get enough of the view, but we are on a schedule now, Libby reminds me as we run back to our coach.
Anyway, this particular Saturday starts off how I wish all my days started – with a discount (as mentioned earlier) and a Nutella crêpa. 4 Euros from a quirky street side vendor – who wouldn't let me take a photo of it till he'd prepared it properly – it has a generous heaping of Nutella, and is very hot. We were supposed to go to Versailles, but since both Libby and I are tired from the day before, we wander around to Printemps, an upscale shopping mall.
Printemps has a free accessible terrace, and the views of Paris are, well, grey. Most of the old Parisian buildings have grey rooftops, plus the sky has clouded over. I don't care. It's Paris, it's beautiful, and I'm snap happy.
Later, we get the metro and walk over to the Notre Dame, which is actually located on an island. The walk there is very calming, and we sit under some trees overlooking the Seine River and devouring the macarons that I purchased at Ladurée.
Notre Dame is enormous, but the line to go inside stretches half a kilometre. Non, merci. Libby and I take a few selfies, and bus back to the hotel, where our Topdeck family has started arriving. We say hello to a few people, and wait for dinner, which is provided by Topdeck. It is mediocre Italian food, but the meat eaters (hah) get to try snail. Libby says it tastes chewy and garlicky.
After dinner, it is time to go on our night tour of Paris, and we hop on to the coach. Our tour guide, Marta, tells us about the places we're passing. We stop at the Eiffel Tower, to see it lit up. I can't get enough of the view, but we are on a schedule now, Libby reminds me as we run back to our coach.
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