Tired Feet in Paris

We arrived in Paris this time with better luck. We didn’t have such a hard time as we did in London getting to the hotel. It was still tough getting from the airport to the hotel in the sense that there are a lack of elevators and escalators in use. There are a lot of steps in the Metro which meant lots of heavy lifting of the luggage. This definitely does not help the bruises on my knees. In total I think I have 4 bruises around the knee area. But I knew that this was going to happen the day I decided to use a suitcase rather than a backpack.
We did lots in Paris again. Eiffel Tower was beautiful and amazing. It is a lot more beautiful in person. It makes the CN Tower look tiny and BORING. At night, it lights up with sparkling lights coming on at interval times. It is quite a sight! We also did the Louvre Museum, the Notre Dame, the Palais-Royal and its gardens, and visited Napoleon’s Tomb. It was quite an exaggerated tomb. Kenny was not impressed. I thought it was alright. We also experienced sitting outside a café on a morning, sipping coffee with a croissant. It seems like most people just stop by one of these cafes on their way to work or to wherever they are going for a rest and a quick espresso drink. The French LOVE their espressos.

The sad think about Paris was that we didn’t get to go to the LV shop. We planned on going on the Sunday but forgot that their shops closed on Sundays. So we only got to do some window shopping. I guess its good in the sense that we saved ourselves some money.

We did a lot of walking in Paris. It felt like our feet was going to fall off. It always seemed faster to walk to the destination point rather than take the subway as in the subway you always ended up walking through long tunnels and staircases to connect to the next train. Plus, the metro stations were HOT. There were no air con in any of the subways and it reeked of pee everywhere. The first day we arrived, it smelled like pee so bad, I almost puked. So we chose to walk most of the time rather than take the metro, and it was a better way of soaking in the culture of Paris. I can guarantee you that every night we got home, our feet were aching but it was worth it.