It was only two weeks ago that I awoke one sunny morning in Paris and headed to Gare du Nord to jump on the Eurostar. My day was as follows: Breakfast in Paris, lunch in London, dinner in Toronto.
Two short weeks later, it feels like that was months ago. I always feel that way when I return from a trip. The memories linger of course, but so quickly, it all starts to feel like a dream. Luckily, it wasn’t a dream – and I’ve got the photos to prove it! I’m missing Paris – so let’s take a virtual stroll together. Here’s how one long day of walking the city went down:
It’s only natural to start at the Eiffel Tower. My boyfriend John and I stayed at the 122-room Renaissance Paris Le Parc Trocadero Hotel, a beautiful boutique hotel with a garden courtyard in full bloom, just a short, five-minute walk from the Eiffel Tower viewing platform. Just the sight of the Eiffel Tower thrills me. No matter how many times I see it, it still makes my pulse quicken.
Even the Metro signs ooze romance and old world charm. Not to mention the architecture. Walking the streets of Paris gives me whiplash.
We stumbled upon The Alma tunnel, on the north bank of the River Seine – the site of the accident that robbed the world of Diana. All along the stone overpass are messages for Diana from people all over the world. An intense sadness washed over me as I stood there.
My visit to Paris was just one week after Will’s and Kate’s wedding. This most poignant and heartfelt message to Diana was heartbreaking.
No trip to Paris is complete without a stroll down the Champs Elysees. In Paris, even the street signs seem photo-worthy.
How could we not stop at Laduree? The Parisian pastry shop, known the world over for its delightful macaroons, dates back to 1862. The macaroons – crisp on the outside and filled with a smooth, soft ganache filling – quickly became Laduree’s most famous offering and the queue snaking through the shop indicates that almost 150 years later, we still love them!
The Arc de Triomphe at the Place Charles de Gaulle. Designed in 1806 to honour those who fought for France in the French Revolution and Napoleonic Wars.
The Louvre at night is peaceful and soul-stirring. We sat for a long time admiring the view, unable to tear ourselves away.
When in Paris … just eat the pastries. The treadmill will be there when you get home.
We ended the evening at Notre Dame before walking home along the Seine. Pure perfection. Au revoir, Paris. Until next time.