I ordered a taxi in Spanish- I was so excited! After a quick ride and short chat with the taxi driver, I arrived at the airport at 3:30am on Friday. As it was very quiet, I quickly checked in, went through security, and boarded with little difficulty. I even got to board first and pick my own seat (a nice little shoutout to RyanAir's policies!). Slept through the entire flight and arrived in the little airport of Beauvais. There I stuttered through ordering a bus ticket into Paris and awaited my arrival (though 2 hours later!!) Serge, my good friend from Paris, and his brother guided me through the complex metro and around the city... good to have someone who actually spoke French! Paris was, once again, a delight to spend for a weekend. Friday it was very cold and rainy- but not so cold and rainy that I didn't go sightsee around the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triumph, and the Champs-Élysées. So dreamlike to walk around this area!
With Serge!At the Le Defense station in the metro!
Walking the street to the hotel. One could actually see the Eiffel Tower to the left of that steeple, but it was cloudy that day.
Looking down the Champs-Élysées from the Arc de TriumphOn Saturday, we went to this HUGE market... must have been 20 x 20 blocks... selling clothes, jewelry, Parisian trinkets, bags, shoes, food, anything and everything. Was actually quite warm this day, which made riding the metro uber fun haha. Hung out with some of Serge's friends that night before leaving for the bus station at 4am. Rode the bus back to Beauvais, slept again through the entire flight, and safely got back to Madrid via metro. I had a fabulous time in Paris, but coming back to Madrid was like coming back home... So relieving. Its cleaner, the people are much friendlier, the metro isn't as confusing, and I speak the language. Lordy, made me realize how much I love Madrid! But at least I can say I spent a wonderful weekend in Paris.
2 comments:
Sounds like you had a great time in Paris. Loved the pictures. You look so mature. We won't be able to touch you with a 10 foot pole when you get home. This was what my mother said to me when I was in New York City for 6 months. GM
Your dad and I are so impressed that you managed all of the travel arrangements without any major snags. We remember dragging too much luggage through too many transfers on the metro - we named you dad's bag "the big green". We were so American. You even remembered to wear black! We love you and can't wait to read your next entry in the blog. Hugs, Mom
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