After a refuel of caffeine we headed out to the streets to meander around our hotel. I’m an excellent meanderer.
And we meandered for about an hour before we were craving french coffee again, and maybe a croissant…
Paris stole my heart almost instantaneously. The city is not only breathtaking beautiful, with stunning architecture and history every single place you look. But it was also amazingly clean and, contrary to what many people say, the people were very friendly and very helpful.
After crossing the Seine River we decided to find a place to settle in for some wine (FINALLY).
And what is wine without an assortment of cheeses? Michael, of course, was dying to order some pomme frites.
The bridges themselves were probably my favorite part. Each one was SO different, they were outstanding. Not to mention that along the river thousands of tourist and locals alike laid out on picnic blankets drinking wine and eating snacks. There were people dancing, families playing and couples gazing lovingly into each others eyes, we even saw a few weddings!
Croque Moisneur anyone?
Goodnight, Paris. See you tomorrow.