We are going to Paris. I still can’t believe it. These were my thoughts on Wednesday, March 8 as I woke up at my correspondent Léana’s house, gathering my thoughts after a quick breakfast of confiture (jam) with some slices of baguette, I was ready to go.
We took the 9:51 a.m. train from Colmar and set out on our two-hour long journey playing various card games (BS, Spoons, Crazy Eights), and Cynthia basically crushed everyone with her mad skills at grabbing all the cards first which resulted in Ethan getting his hand smacked repeatedly. After the card game we were finally there. We were in Paris.
We quickly left the train and headed to our hotel – Hotel Londres – where we promptly threw down all of our bags and headed to see the Pyramide by the Louvre and upon turning around there it was, in the distance, in its glory, the Eiffel Tower. It stood with striking authority against the sky and the other small buildings around it.
We then walked through the Jardin des Tuileries to get to our metro to go to Sacre Coeur in Montmartre. There we climbed the many steps to the church, walked through the impressive interior, then walked along quaint streets lined by many small shops selling souvenirs from small Eiffel Towers to chocolate. We even saw Notre Dame Cathedral in chocolate.
Cynthia and I tried macaroons, and they were delicious. Later that evening we rode a bateau mouche, that gives a tour of Paris from the Seine river. All in all, it was an amazing day.