"Libby, I think we're lost, I can't see it anywhere,"
Then, Libby points in the one direction I'd somehow missed. I turn around, gasp and curse my map-reading skills (which are generally pretty good, okay?).
And there it is. Tour de Eiffel. Looking magnificent in the morning light. We abandon our maps and make a beeline in its direction. We have already bought tickets (1st and 2nd floors only), so we don't have to wait in line. Huzzah Libby for thinking ahead! It's a sunny day, and I spot Arc du Triomphe, Sacré-Cœur, Montparnasse Tower and Notre Dame, amongst other things. Thanks to the zoom on my camera, I spy on a roadworkers meeting in a nearby park. I buy a few postcards, and sit writing and eating a delicious mozzarella-tomato-pesto panini. Who said it's difficult to find vegetarian food in Europe? Not only am I spoilt for choice, but the food here has been some of the most delicious* I've had.
There is lots more of Paris to see, so reluctantly we make our way down the Tower. I'd heard of the so-called scams that happen in Paris, especially around the Eiffel Tower, and keep a vigilant eye out. A few of the hawkers try to get us to buy miniature Eiffel Towers, but subside after a firm "non, merci." The rest of the day passes without incident.
We take a metro to Arc du Triomphe, and then walk down Champs-Élysées. The craziest piece of clothing I spot is a python skin jacket. Shopping in Europe is great . . . for people with lots of monies. Still, I get a few things because Champs-Élysées! And... I know this topic has been chewed over, but man, those Parisians! So classy. Just looking at them makes me want to dress better.
After what feels like a very long day, Libby and I metro back to Montparnasse, and have yet another delicious* dinner - this time, Italian. Ah, but that Pomodoro Arrabiata is good.
*I feel like I'm going to abuse the word 'delicious'. . . but, you know, Europe.
Then, Libby points in the one direction I'd somehow missed. I turn around, gasp and curse my map-reading skills (which are generally pretty good, okay?).
And there it is. Tour de Eiffel. Looking magnificent in the morning light. We abandon our maps and make a beeline in its direction. We have already bought tickets (1st and 2nd floors only), so we don't have to wait in line. Huzzah Libby for thinking ahead! It's a sunny day, and I spot Arc du Triomphe, Sacré-Cœur, Montparnasse Tower and Notre Dame, amongst other things. Thanks to the zoom on my camera, I spy on a roadworkers meeting in a nearby park. I buy a few postcards, and sit writing and eating a delicious mozzarella-tomato-pesto panini. Who said it's difficult to find vegetarian food in Europe? Not only am I spoilt for choice, but the food here has been some of the most delicious* I've had.
There is lots more of Paris to see, so reluctantly we make our way down the Tower. I'd heard of the so-called scams that happen in Paris, especially around the Eiffel Tower, and keep a vigilant eye out. A few of the hawkers try to get us to buy miniature Eiffel Towers, but subside after a firm "non, merci." The rest of the day passes without incident.
We take a metro to Arc du Triomphe, and then walk down Champs-Élysées. The craziest piece of clothing I spot is a python skin jacket. Shopping in Europe is great . . . for people with lots of monies. Still, I get a few things because Champs-Élysées! And... I know this topic has been chewed over, but man, those Parisians! So classy. Just looking at them makes me want to dress better.
After what feels like a very long day, Libby and I metro back to Montparnasse, and have yet another delicious* dinner - this time, Italian. Ah, but that Pomodoro Arrabiata is good.
*I feel like I'm going to abuse the word 'delicious'. . . but, you know, Europe.
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