We flew AirFrance, and I have to say I was not impressed. Old and dirty airplanes gross me out! And this was definitely one of them. Crumbs and stains everywhere. I didn’t want to put anything on the floor. Outside of that, I popped two Xanax, (hugeeeee fear of flying over bodies of water), and passed out for most of the flight.
We arrive early in the morning and decided to be “Parisian” and take public transportation, i.e. the RER B line. It’s fairly cheap (10 euros) and convenient enough to get us close to our hotel. Now if this were the first time I was in Paris, I would have said eff that, I need a private car. But I felt comfortable enough this time to figure it out on our own. It was about a 45 minute train ride from Charles De Gulle to City Centre.
We get off the train and it’s down pouring! Of course I have an umbrella because I packed properly. But did my boyfriend who decided not to look at the weather and waited until 30 min before we left, pack an umbrella? Of course not. So we stopped at a small cafe across from the train station to grab a quick bite and to dry off. I had the Croque Madame with a glass of pinot noir and Andy had an Omelette with Proseco. Both were super delicious!
The rain let up and we made our way to Hotel Des Nations Saint Germaine, located in the Sain Germaine district. The lobby area is super cute, looks relatively new and I highly recommend it. Our room wasn’t ready for another hour, so we had the concierge hold our luggage as we found another small cafe to go to. I ordered another glass of wine, Andy had a club soda. We people watched and enjoyed each other’s company until the rain stopped again and it was time to head back to the hotel.
This time our room was ready and we rode our tiny elevator up to the 5th floor. To our surprise we had a private balcony that faced the street. Exactly like what you typically see in Paris. Andy was sleepy and I was unusually tired so we took a quick 2 hour nap. Normally I am against this and believe you can sleep when you’re dead. But I couldn’t even keep my eyes open! We walk up, and I felt like I was in a different world. As I’m trying to think why I’m so tired, I realized that I had upped my dosage of Xanax!!! I was completely out of it, and old Andy I knew something was wrong number when I almost fell over getting off the plane! Needless to say, lesson learned.
Back out we go!
We stopped by the Latin quarter, and stopped at a small crepe shop. I had a small tasting, and let me tell you…unfucking-believable! Pardon my French. Crepes always made nervous. But for my first one, I melted inside. I will be going back!!!
We walked around trying to find another place to eat. Typical Andy can’t figure out where he wants to eat. I’m not kidding, we stopped at about 10 places looking at their menu. We finally settle at this cute restaurant across from Nelson Mandela park. We sit down and they tell us that we can’t order any food until 7pm, which is an hour and a half from now. So what do we do? We continue drinking. I have a glass of wine. Andy orders a beer. I look over my shoulder and see a couple eating cheese. So I ask for a cheese and ham tray, and it was AHmazing. Just what we needed to sober up. Andy asks for another beer and a cup of coffee, instead he gets an Irish coffee.
We pay our bill then walk down Rue De Saint Honore. I get cash from the ATM ( I will post a blog about using a card or euros) and we walk towards the Arc de Triomphe on the Champs Élysées.
We decide to go to the top, even though it’s now dark outside. The view is exquisite. You get a panoramic view of Paris. We even got to see the Eiffel Tower sparkle!
Overall it was a fairly successful day. My mom arrives tomorrow, so we will meet up with her and do a wine/champagne tasting. This will be the never-ending wine trip. Keep following my blog for more updates during my vacation. Until next time…xoxo