Paris #TravelBuddies

 

We woke up in our apartment in Brussels, Rue du Doyenne 65 1180. This is discussed in my previous blog when we stayed in Brussels. I wanted to come to Paris for the day because we were so close. We slept in – shock. We got a taxi to the train station and jumped on the train. 

I pre-booked the tickets, mine costs around £35 return and I pretended Dylan was 3 so he could get on free. I booked in advance but I think the longer you leave it the more expensive it is. There are security checks so make sure you are there early, they never spot checked us but they could had then we would have been late. We arrived at the station Paris Gare du Nord. As soon as we got off the train I knew we would just love it there and I was right. We had some croissants for breakfast then walked around for a while because it was such a nice day. We got on the city bus which has a crossover onto another bus – we bought the tickets when we arrived. The bus was similar to the Hop On Hop Off bus but it was called the Big Bus. This took us all around Paris. 

Everyone told me that French people were rude but this is a load of Shit. They were friendly, polite and very helpful especially with Dylan. The only bad experience I had was on the crossover between the buses…I had our bags in one hand and a map in the other…I felt something in my pocket and looked down to see a man trying to pull my phone out of my jacket. I managed to grab his wrist in time then he let go. He was in his 20’s and well dressed. I started screaming at him and even though we didn’t speak the same language he knew I was raging so he walked away pretty quickly.

I would not hold that experience against Paris because it happens in every city. I’m from Glasgow so I cant judge any other city. We went to the Arc de Triomphe which was beautiful, the street leading up to it is beautiful. The only downside is that there are so many cars! Idiot tourists were standing in the middle of the road trying to get a good picture but it was so dangerous. I shouted over to them to move but they didn’t listen.

The two attactions that Dylan loved were the Lovre Pyramids and the Eiffel Tower. Dylan learned how to count to 5 in French, so he used his new found knowledge towards counting the glass panels but lost count.

He kept referring to the Eiffel Tower as the evil tower without realising..it was so embarrassing but funny. The people around us found it funny thank god. We went to a cute (very expensive) little French macroon shop on the way back to the station. We made our way back to Brussels, Dylan fell asleep on the train after eating the macaroons. It was just a lovely day all round. Paris is absolutely gobsmackingly beautiful and it is probably my favourite city that I have been to with Dylan so far.

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