We arrived at our very cute hotel on Thursday night, and walked around for a bit to explore the area. Of course, we found a boulangerie on every corner, and crepes available at all hours of the night.
The next morning, being the true tourists we are, we went to the Eiffel Tower. We found it! Now we just had to get closer!
We then met Josh's friend, Lauren for lunch, where we had some delicious croque-monsieurs with salmon.
Lauren suggested that we go to the Jardin du Luxembourg from there. The weather was great that day, and there were tons of people at the park.
From there, we walked toward the Notre Dame, and found this church, called Saint-Etienne du Mont, on the way. We also walked through some adorable streets. I had a hard time capturing the adorableness in pictures, so you'll just have to take my word for it.
The Notre Dame was right on the Seine. The stained glass windows were gorgeous.
We then walked along the Seine toward the Louvre. Don't worry, we didn't just snap some pictures without going in. We went in later that night.
We walked throught the Jardin de Tuileries and down the Champs-Élysées toward the Arc de Triomphe. At this point, I started regretting my (not-so-wise) decision to wear boots with heels that day. About a third of the way up the Champs-Élysées I gave up any attempt to pick up my feet, and merely shuffled the rest of the way. As you can imagine, the speed at which I was walking was pretty excruciating for Josh.
We took a much needed bread-break on our way to the Arc de Triomphe. Our diet in Paris pretty much consisted of bread.
The Champs-Élysées was so long (and I was walking so slowly) that Josh needed another bread-break before we finally got to the Arc. Between the multiple bread-breaks and my pathetic walking, it took us way longer than it should have to get there but we finally made it!
Something was going on as we were leaving, but we didn't understand what it was.
At this point, I felt pretty silly for my choice of footwear for the day, but there was no way I was going to walk back down the Champs-Élysées, so we took the metro back toward the Louvre. Earlier that day, Josh predicted that we would run into Sam (who was in Paris that weekend with his family). I rolled my eyes at that silly suggestion.When we got off the train, I stopped to look at a map -- not because I cared about my location, but because I needed a break from walking. And, what do you know, I turned around to see Sam and his family in the train station! Suddenly I didn't feel so silly for wearing those boots anymore -- otherwise, we would've never run into Sam!
Our last excursion of the day was to the Louvre. If you had seen us by the end, you would've probably though that we were dragged there against our will, but we were just exhausted from the day. At one point, I found Josh asleep on the stairs. The Louvre, of course, is humongous, and we probably saw .003% of it. Some of my high school art history came back to me, though!
This crowd could only mean one thing.
That was a long day! And that was only the first one. More coming up soon (and by soon I mean today because I'm leaving tomorrow for 3 weeks!).
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