You can’t possibly go to Paris and say you’ve not seen the Eiffel Tower because it’s everywhere! It’s akin to a crazy ex-gf/bf stalking your every move, lol. It’s SOO tall and huge that you see it everywhere you go within the Paris vincinity.
Lo and behold the Eiffel Tower is staring at you
This is the view from the top of Arc De Triomphe
Fine, so I’m pretending like I walked allll the way up using the stairs when we secretly used the elevator meant for old/disabled folks (well technically I am old in the sense that I have BACK issues!). Did have to use the stairs to walk down though and I’m GLAD we went up using the lift!!
One tired looking husband who had been working hard that past few days. But more on that later
A view of Paris too while we’re up there
A top view of the famed Champ-Elysees
Which is the house to a HUGE LV store which I did not walk into AT ALL!
A Malaysian anneh on said famous street.
Here we are at the bottom (obviously :p) of the arch
My memory sucks, can’t remember where this is but it gave an excellent view of the stalker tower.
Ze Eiffel Tower with the husband
Ze Eiffel Tower and the wife
Group photo coz we’re buddies like that.
And this mind you was from another location, perhaps 10 mins drive away from the Eiffel Tower.
Before we made our way to see the tower upclose and personal, we took a short lunch break first in one of the cafes.
Restaurants in Paris have tables and seats placed SOOO close by to each other that you can hear what the person next door is talking about. And having for lunch. Lucky for them I dont speak French. Or snoop around to see what’s on their table which I realize is quite a Malaysian thing to do
What to eat, what to eat….
A happy bunny so long there’s wine
Don’t know why but Croque Monsieur comes to mind when I think of French Cuisine. I blame Delifrance for this
So naturally that meal alone wasn’t so filling (but it was damn good though) so off we went to a different cafe for some DESSERT and more importantly MACARONS! No one does macarons better than the French (though I think the macs in T Forty Two in Bangsar Village comes close to comfort)
Macarons are crazy pricey here, around 2.99 Euros each. Had it with a side of thick hot chocolate and chocolate crepes. Unleashing the chocolate monster in me….
OH YES – Ms Mrs Greedy actually looks sick from all that chocolate
Jumped on the Hop On Hop Off bus for our next destination:
The view from the top of the bus
Was telling the hubby how Sairah would have LOVED the carousel. Next year baby girl, next year!
Pervert taking a peek under her skirt, lol
Wanted someone to take a photo of us but everyone was MAD busy taking photos so we had to resort to this, which is quite pointless really since there’s no photo of the Eiffel Tower at the background.
Oooh laaa laaa super cute Frenchie walking by (hmpf totally a myth, only saw ONE HOT french guy in the Metro – look like he was out from some GQ magazine, the rest of em were pretty meeh. Where did all the hotties go?!)
Ps: I still think of that Metro dude, if he were a fudge, I’d bite into him slowly and savour every sweet moment of it, LOL
One last look of the tower with a very unflattering photo of the tired hubby before we make our way to another location.
More updates to come because my stubby fingers can only type and upload so much