I woke up at 6:15 am in the morning. I tried to sleep some more, but I was too excited, so I got up. While my mom was waking up I took a shower. We got dressed up and went downstairs for breakfast. We had a hotel with breakfastbuffet. You could choose many things: croissants, bread, toast, orangejuice, milk, cornflakes, chocolate cornflakes, yoghurt, fruit, chocolate spread, butter, cheese, coffee, chocolatemilk and tea. My breakfast was the same everyday, and I totally loved the chocolate cornflakes!
Then we went upstairs to get our stuff and then headed for the metro.
This was my favorite outfit of the week, I love that skirt!
We wanted to go see the Eiffeltower, to get a real ‘Paris-feeling’, but since the metroline we had to take crossed the Place Charles de Gaulle Étoile, where the Arc de Triomphe is, we headed there first.
I was really surprised we got to see it immediately when we got out of the metrostation. And it is so big! I knew it was tall, but it was really huge!
We took quite some pictures of it. It was so beautiful!
Around the square, the traffic was horrible! Men in suits on scooters, touristbusses and cars were all honking at each other and driving like crazy people! This place is famous for its busy traffic, since the Arc de Triomphe stands on one of the main passages of Paris: the Champs-Elysées.
We also tried to take a picture of ourselves.
After taking a picture of every corner of the Arc, we headed for the Eiffeltower.
We had to walk a while from the metrostation, but we didn’t mind at all, since we had a wonderful view of the Eiffeltower (or as the French say: ‘la Tour Eiffel’).
It was really crowded underneath the tower. There were people waiting in lines to buy tickets to get on top of the Tower, and one of the pillars was closed, so the other ones were extra busy.
There were also men selling miniature Eiffeltowers and scarves. There were a lot of these men and they all sold the same things. They were actually quite annoying, but if you said ‘No!’ or ‘Go away!’ they didn’t bother you any further.
There were also quite a lot of foreignlooking women, walking around in long skirts. One of them walked towards me, and asked: ‘’Scuse me, speak English?’ I said yes, whereupon she gave me a piece of paper. Before I even had a chance of reading, my mom said I had to give it back and that she was a beggar. I shoved it back into her hands and shook my head, after which she walked away.
My mom told me that these types of people are often member of an organisation. Sometimes they even earn 1500 euros a month by begging people. After looking at the women, I saw that their clothes were clean and that their hair was washed, so apparently they did have facilities after all. Of course I’m not sure wether they really needed help or not, but to be sure I didn’t give them anything.
Anyway, back on topic: we sat down in Parc du Champs de Mars, the park in front of the Eiffeltower. There my mom took some pictures of me, underneath my parasol.
I was really glad we brought this parasol along! My mom bought it for me at a gardeningcenter. It has a wonderful shape: it’s more bent than normal umbrellas.
The parasol also says: ‘Parapluie de Paris’, which means ‘Umbrella of Paris’, so I just had to take it with me.
After sitting for a while, we walked towards the river Seine. We decided to do a crossière, a rivercruise (God, I love the French language).
The boat navigated past several famous Parisian buildings, such as the Notre Dame and Museum du Louvre.
After the cruise, we went to a terrace where we ate crêpes: thin, folded pancakes, often with something special in it. We took chocolate and they were really delicious! A bit hard to eat though, I wouldn’t suggest eating it in your finest attire. ;)
After that, we went for the Bastilledistrict where ‘my shops’ were! I couldn’t wait, but at the same time I was a bit afraid of getting disappointed…
I had it all planned out perfectly: the stores were pretty close to each other, with a metrostation right between them. But right when we arrived the first day, I discovered that line 8 was closed down until August 2nd. And line 8 was the exact line I needed…
Luckily, my mom didn’t mind, so we took the Bastillestation and asked for directions. I understood the girl just fine, but apparently not good enough, for we got lost. Now the streets where the shops are are very difficult to find on the map, because they take two maps instead of one, so I couldn’t find them anymore. Fortunately, there was a nice French woman that helped us out, and we finally found the Baby, the Stars Shine Bright Store!