Last weekend two dear friends (and fellow expats) met me in Paris for a few days of adventure. Our time could not have been lovelier! Each day seemed to somehow expand to fit all we wanted to do with extra room for shenanigans, food, and a little sleep here and there. We left no sweet untasted and walked over forty miles... so that balances out, right?
If you're planning your own Paris getaway, here are a few favorites to add to your itinerary:
One. Golden hour spent lying the cool green grass of the Eiffel Tower lawn
Two. Parisian Breakfast every day. Tartine with jam and butter, croissant, orange juice, and caffe creme.
Three. Chateau de Versailles and its gardens
Four. The Queen's Hamlet, Mary Antionette's miniature provincial village beside Versailles.
Five. A late-night cruise along the Seine
Six. Lighting a candle beneath the rose window in Notre Dame
Seven. Browsing the fruit and flower stalls along the Seine's banks
Eight. A visit to the Louvre (duh)
Nine. Purchasing an entire box of jewel-colored macarons from the famous-for-a-reason Laduree with the intention of sharing them with friends in London, then eating the entire box within the hour as you stroll along the river. Classic mix-up. (My favorite flavor was the Marie Antionette.)
Ten. A shopping spree of books by French authors in Shakespeare & Company.
Eleven. Steak frites at a teeny blue sidewalk table on the bustling Rue Montorgueil.
Twelve. Watching the sunset from the steps of the Sacré-Cœur with every drunk youth in Paris.
Thirteen. (Oh, spooky.) A morning walk among the resting places of Père Lachaise Cemetery's most famous residents. (Lipstick prints optional.)
Fourteen. Accidentally buying a pair of antique eye glasses in the brilliantly whimsical les passages couverts because you don't speak French.
Fifteen. Taking notes from cycling strangers on how to be chic.
Sixteen. Wandering around the Musee d'Orsay until the blood sugar crash (see Number Nine).
Seventeen. See a superhero on the candy-colored Rue Crémieux.
Eighteen. Almost get hit by six different cars as you try to get the perfect photo of the Arc du Triomphe and the six-lane traffic circle that surrounds it.
Nineteen. Be as American as possible in the metro station.
I can't wait to be in this city again... hopefully sometime soon! Je t'aime, Paris!