Saturday morning was early as usual, though not as early as the previous morning. I had an alright sleep but it wasn't the best, Karla's coughing fits and the noise from the street added up to be a bit of a bother. We got free breakfast in the hostel and were out the door by 10, venturing out for more exploring of the city. It was a chilly morning, about -8 Celsius with some wind. Lots of layering again but I braved the cold without my hat on my freshly washed hair. Headed to the Metro stop just up the road from our Hostel, Barbe-Rochechouart, to go see the Notre Dame. By this point in the day, I had already learned who I like to travel with and who I don't, a topic I won't go into detail with. Actually getting to Notre-Dame was easy, as I was navigating, but one of the girls was insistent that she knew which way to go. We walked in the direction she suggested, then I enjoyed seeing the helpful signs pointing the opposite way. It's the little things that you sometimes get the most joy from. We toured in and around the Notre-Dame cathedral and the grounds taking pictures of everything. Honestly, all I could think about was the Disney movie, which I still have not remembered to watch. It's on my growing list of travel-associated movies, which is getting quite long. While walking the grounds we found a little park with some children's rides, and of course because we're all 6 year olds, had the most fun on a semi-merry-go-round.
|lighting a candle at Notre-Dame|
|amazing stained glass windows|
|by the altar|
|yeah, ND, nbd. :)|
|outside the church|
So from there, we walked across several bridges including the iconic Pont de l'Archevêché, where the current collection of Love Locks reside. Such a cool story, which we learned more about on Sunday. Stopped outside of the Louvre on the way over but decided to do save it for Monday. We headed on to the Musée d'Orsay, an impressionist art lover's heaven. Lots of Monet, Manet. Cezanne, and Van Gogh of course. I'm not a big art person, but I did find many beautiful paintings. Most of my favourites were Monet, just because of the colors. I love how simple the paintings always are but so well thought out. Here's a few from inside the museum!
|such a tourist|
|outside the Musee D'orsay|
|one I managed to steal a picture of :)|
The pub-crawl itself was interesting. It started outside the Moulin Rouge, in the district of Montmartre. We met up with the other group around 9 and recounted stories of what everyone had been doing. It went slightly downhill in the break between first and second bar, as one of the girls got pickpocketed. Everyone got very paranoid. The bars weren't all that great, but the last one was fun because of the company. Three of us and one of the guys we knew all danced til about 2:30 when we headed back to the hostel.
Sunday morning was a little later, with us wanting to sleep in but deciding to get up anyways. We were up and out by 11 to catch a Sandeman's walking tour. Several of the groups had gone on them in different cities, and the others had recommended it the night before. Considering it was a three hour walking tour in the cold, I really enjoyed it. Walked around Notre Dame, the Seine and several bridges around it, Musee D'invalides and the Louvre. The tour guide was really informative and had lots of interesting stories, and was really good about trying to keep us in the sun wherever possible. It was much warmer there. We went to the company's cafe after the tour for lunch, but it wasn't as good as we were hoping it would be. We split up again, in the same formation, as us 4 wanted to get souvenir shopping done and the other 2 wanted to see more sights. I ended up going back to the hostel and napping, since the Montmartre district had lots of souvenir shops, and lots that were close to our hostel.
Sunday night after our break we headed on a boat tour of the Seine. It was an interesting perspective but again not great since we had seen most of the sights and been told most of the information by the walking tour guide. Being on a bigger boat meant there wasn't as good of a view either, which kind of sucked. We did get to see the sparkly tower twice though, on leaving and arriving back to the dock. So pretty. Headed back to the hostel after that to pack and get ready for the next day. I cracked open my bottle of wine and had a nice last night in Paris, with some snacks picked up on the way back.
pretty good Parisian night if you ask me! banana nutella crepe and wine :)
Monday morning was an early one again. The 4 of us headed to the Louvre, because I and another of the girl's hadn't seen it before. There's not much to say, other than it was overwhelming and awesome. I saw the Monna Lisa and thought she was beautiful, not overexaggerated at all. It was a good way to see the first bits of the museum, considering it's giant size.
|inverted pyramid in the underground entrance|
|me and Monna|
|largest painting, with description below|
|venus de milo|
|one of many galleries|
|people as we were leaving|
|my bag o' pastries|
And so ended my trip to Paris! I have pictures left to steal but I'm not sure when I'll get them, so I'm posting this now. Hoping to get a quick update post on what I did in this past week before my Mom gets here, which is Wednesday! So excited. Off to homework tonight, unfortunately. Wish me luck with it!
Til next time!