Happee Monkee

Mr. G and I did whirlwind tour of Paris last December because RyanAir was having a $0 airfare promotion. No one can resist a free ticket (oh alright, with fuel charges and airport tax, it wasn’t free but it was cheap). I’ve dreamed of going to Paris since I was a little girl. At nine, I found a french dictionary in my parents’ library and taught myself to read a few basics. Unfortunately, I can’t say I have learned anything about the pronunciation.

I had plenty of fun planning the where-to-gos and what-to-sees (even to what-to-eats). Mr. G was in charge of figuring out the Metro system. So once we got there, we hit the Parisian floor running.

We took it for granted that it would be warmer in Paris compared to Stockholm and didn’t check the weather forecast before we left. Boy, was that a mistake. It was so cold that my camera lens kept fogging up in the cold and to make it worse, it drizzled almost the whole time we were there. But Paris was so beautiful that even though we were wet and cold, we weren’t (too) miserable.

We wanted to cover as much as possible when we arrived, however, we could only go to several icons in a couple of hours. This is our first night in Paris, and in my subsequent post, i’ll write about Louvre and Ste. Chapelle. Places that will simply blow your mind away as it did with us. Paris, ah, Paris, you are indeed as beautiful as the songs say you are.

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