After a couple of smooth but long and sleepless flights, we made it to Paris this morning. This was our first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower. It was also only about 30 seconds before C-man started to barf in the shuttle van to the hotel. He had been refusing to eat the entire time, the sleep was of course lousy, and he chose to ride backward-facing in the shuttle van. The combo was just enough to have him hurling in the bag I carried a bunch of my meds in. So much for those pain killers!
So we explored the cheese shops, and patisseries (chocolate mousse-filled eclairs and warm baguettes and fresh macarons - oh my!), and various cafes along the way.
I can totally understand why people become so enamored with this city. It's a really big city, but everything is unique in its own way, but fits together in a nice similarity too. It's a nice blend of non-box stores and old world charm in a modern life.
And, of course, we made it to the Eiffel Tower. This was the ONE thing C-man really, really wanted to do, and he was thrilled we were going today already.
Considering that we ran on no sleep and were doing a lot of walking in the cold weather, I think we were all really, really happy with the way things turned out.
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It sounds like your great trip is well underway. Continued Bon Voyage!
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