I hopped onto the noon train for Paris on Thursday after teaching my morning classes. My sister and friend had already left for Paris a day ahead because they had wanted to maximize their time in the city. My sister met me at Gare Montparnasse as I arrived and I asked her all about her visit to Versailles earlier that day as we made our way in for the evening.
The following day, we hopped onto the metro and made our way to the Arc de Triomphe. The were quite a few steps to climb to get to the top but when we did the view was breathtaking.
We then hopped on a train to the Panthéon and I enjoyed following the neon pink Panthéon stamps on the streets leading up to the building; I loved it’s architecture and the interior design. Did you know there are (high profile) people buried there? Kinda creepy but okay (insert side-eye).
That evening, my sister and I visited the Louvre because it apparently closes at 9 or 10 on Friday nights and it was spectacular. Even though this is my second Louvre visit, I see it as my first because the first one doesn’t count.
I spent the hour plus we were at Louvre in the Ancient Egyptian section and HUGE would be an understatement of the collection size. Unfortunately, our time there was shorter than expected and we had to leave before closing because we had arranged to meet up with a family friend later that night.
The next morning, we made our way to Montmartre and hiked up the back pathway to Sacré-Cœur.
It was sister’s first time seeing the views from up there and after taking it all in, we went down to Notre Dame where we there was an insanely long line (miles deep) to enter the cathedral.
I suggested my sister take the Open Bus around the city and stay on all the way through without stopping so she could enjoy the visual layout of Paris and then meet me in front of Notre Dame. Luckily, she got back right as I was in front of the cathedral entrance line and she got to come in with me.
Our next stop was the Eiffel Tower which she had visited multiple times on her previous trips here. After getting off the train, we spent the sunset hours taking a stroll around the arrondisement and as we got a few yards closer to the Eiffel Tower I’m not sure why I was surprised that it was copper colored. That visual disparity from seeing it as silver all my life from afar (in media and in person) and it actually being copper(ish) made an overwhelming impression on my senses. I was happy to finally see it though, and it really is a marvel.
When we made my way back in for the night, my sister and I ordered Indian food and really caught up with the ins and outs our respective lives before going to sleep. The next morning, I accompanied her to the airport shuttle stop where we said our goodbyes and I wished her well on her trip back home.
P.S. We did quickly pop into Saint Jacques du Haut Pas after leaving the Panthéon.