TNA shirt; J Brand jeggings; Levi’s denim jacket; Daniel Wellington classic watch; Tiffany & Co. silver bead bracelet; Coach court bag; Birkenstock sandals
By Day 3, we were still jet lagged. Again, we woke up at 5 am and we hit the streets at 7 am. It’s actually quite chilly during the morning, which is why I’m wearing pants and a denim jacket in the middle of July. I wanted to take the metro to the Louvre while Jon wanted to walk. I compromised ’cause I figured we’d see more of the city on foot.
The lineup was super long (see above), but luckily, we got there fairly early and they push people through pretty quickly, so we only waited half an hour in total. Normally at these kinds of places, you have to spend all day to make the wait worth it or to get your money’s worth. However, we set a two hour limit, because after awhile, you just can’t take in any more art. When I took art history back in first year, our prof would talk about paintings being the size of the lecture screen/wall, and back then, I could barely grasp the magnitude of such paintings. Then seeing it up close, it was still beyond my comprehension. Besides the Mona Lisa, it was really cool to see Liberty Leading the People by Eugène Delacroix and Raft of the Medusa by Théodore Géricault.
They say you can’t get close to the Mona Lisa, but here I am at the front taking a selfie. After the Louvre, we had lunch nearby and somehow mustered up the strength to walk to the Arc de Triomphe. We made it about 3/4 of the way before I hailed a taxi. By this point, my feet were killing me and I was dying from the heat. However, Jon was still in good spirits. Nonetheless, we caught a taxi back to our hostel to reset. We ended up taking another nap and then went out for a really late dinner. For no good reason, I wanted to see the Eiffel Tower at night, so we did. Then we decided to walk to the Arc de Triomphe AGAIN because it was such a good idea the first time. The last thing we did in Paris was eat street crepes by Moulin Rouge.
All in all, we had an amazing time. Paris has always been one of my top cities to travel, and now that I’ve been, I can say I’ve fallen in love with the city. It’s so cliché to love Paris, but honestly, it’s a magnificent city. From the exquisite building architecture to flowers flowing beautifully along iron cast balcony railings to giant Parisian style doors in every color. Everywhere you look, there’s a charming sight to behold. I could eat croissants every day and sit for hours at a cafe/restaurant until the sun goes down. I could also eat cheese, cured meat, and baguettes for every meal.
Bad thing about it all is that I don’t speak French (but luckily, Jon does), everything is crazy expensive, and the weather makes no sense. We didn’t have any trouble with pick pocketing and most people were really friendly. We also didn’t visit the Lover’s Bridge or buy any macaroons. My advice for traveling Paris, or any city for that matter, is to simply do what you enjoy and see what you want. Don’t put pressure on yourself to do this and that because it sucks the fun out of traveling. There’s something for everyone, so make every trip your own.
Lastly, here’s a picture of me the morning we left for Amsterdam. Honestly, traveling is so unglamorous. I remember feeling completely bagged from lack of sleep. Even though I look awful, I wanted to share this picture because I think the early morning light is so beautiful in Paris. Also, it reminds me of Vietnam.