My first visit to Paris was an amazing time! For all of you that have been asking for photos you will find many at the end so scroll onward.
I was a little nervous about going to Paris, (Language barrier mainly), but he prospect of the food excited me. Shelley had not been to Paris either but was quite excited for her first visit. What did we do? I had more foie gras than at any other time in my life and loved every last bit. There was shopping at H & M and Hermés, dining at any and every café, strolling through the touristy areas, meandering though the streets, drinking absinthe, and letting passions and whims be our guide.
My first impressions: everyone smokes, the cars are tiny, and I loved the close integration of vehicles, bicycles, and pedestrians, and lastly people are up late! (think your 10PM is a Parisian 2AM) And all the Pizza and sushi shops offer delivery via scooter.
One one of our first nights venturing out Shelley and I opted to go in the “up” direction when ever we needed to make a choice. This led us to Sacré Cœur and a beautiful night time vista of the city. There were several hundred people on the steps, chatting, drinking, playing music, painting, or doing whatever came to mind. There was a feeling there that I often associated with the day parties and camp-outs from my time in San Francisco.
Strangely enough we did not encounter any mimes, the closest we found was a greek statue guy who was all to happy to break character to have his photo taken with tourists. We also missed seeing Jim Morrison’s grave. We tried to get to the cemetery on the same day as a trip to Versailles and arrived about 45 minutes after the closing. That’s an adventure that will need wait for another visit. We also did not take a trip down the Siene, enter Notre Dame, the Louvre, venture up the Eiffel Tower, eat frog legs, stop at the Rodin, walk up the hill at Montmartre or a few other touristy things.
I found a new favorite salad, la landaise. It is made with duck, duck, some leafy bits, and topped with foie gras and a fried egg. Best salad ever. Escargot was delicious and the bread and pastries is alone worth the trip. I became a fan of the café créme and the sparking water…(love to order the san peligrino in stead of the perrier) I discovered a few new alcoholic beverages and was reunited with an old love, Coca-Cola (made with sugar and not corn syrup you see).
Mo and Phyllis, who were on extended holiday following spending the last year at university in London, met up with Shelley and I for a day in Paris. It was lots of fun to see them again. They happened to be the last people we spent time with in San Francisco and cavorting with them made Paris feel much more familiar.
The trip ended with a night at the Moulin Rouge. Go if you get the chance. It is umm WOW!
There are lots of specifics of the city that I’ll delve into with future posts.