Dreaming of Paris-Part Four

Day Four in Paris

Woke to grey skies and tired legs. So much walking. Today is the day we met up with Isabel and her family at the Eiffel Tower. They were running a little behind but so fun to see them. Isabel and I in pink, as planned, do a goofy running toward each other thing. We must look crazy. We head up to the top. Kind of scary. Views not great due to clouds, but still a wonderful experience.

Me and Isabel at the top of the Eiffel Tower

In line for Notre Dame

After that we decide to take the Batobus down the Seine to Notre Dame. Long line, but it goes fast. Inside it is beautiful and huge.

View of Notre Dame from the Batobus

Mass is going on but there is an incredible number of people doing "the loop." You can pay for confessions with a priest or buy a candle for 5 Euros.

Next, Isabel remembered a fabric/quilt shop nearby so we go check that out and then find a cool creperie and had the most delicious crepes. Lemon and sugar for me.

After that we got back on the Batobus and rode to where we could get off and walk to the Place de Concord. where we met up with Isabel's nephew who is attending school in Paris. They decide to go on to Montmartre and since we were there the previous day, we parted ways. Isabel will meet me on Friday to go shopping.

I then proceed to the Tuileries Gardens on the grounds of the Louvre. Very pretty fountains, statues and great views of the exterior of the Louvre.

View of entrance to the Louvre.

This one reminded me of me with my two kids hanging all over me.

Got back on the boat and got off at the Eiffel Tower and walked back to the hotel. Rested awhile and then decided to go to dinner and the movie, "Paris, Je T'aime." We had a lovely dinner at the Champ de Mars Cafe. Steak and frites for me, egg and hamburger (no bun) for Keith. I had yummy chocolate mousse for dessert. We walked down Rue Bosquet over the Pont d'lama (bridge) up George V to the Champs Elysees where we saw the movie. The movie was mostly in French with no subtitles, so a little confusing, but interesting.

When we got out of the movie, it was midnight and the streets were packed with Parisians/ tourists all cheering the France win over Spain in the World Cup. It was crazy! Made our way back to the hotel (on foot) and crashed once again.

*Coming up on Dreaming of Paris-Part Five-Versaille.

If you are new to my blog, I have been posting journal entries I wrote on a trip to Paris with my Dad, Keith, three years ago. You can read the other entries, here, here and here. Looking back, I wish I would have described our experience in greater detail, but with all the things we did and all the walking, I was lucky enough to write this much before I fell asleep each night exhausted.

Next up-Crafty Day!