PARIS! :)

Elizabeth
Sunday, July 1, 2007

In some ways, Paris looks just like I’ve imagined – or to be more accurate, like the Paris I’ve always seen in books and movies. Charming old buildings with wrought-iron balconies, trees lining every street, sidewalk cafes…it’s pretty awesome. We flew in from Bologna on Friday morning and got to our apartment at around 2:00. We spent most of our first half-day relaxing, exploring, and getting into the groove, but we were able to explore the ground floor of Notre Dame, take a walk by the Seine, and climb to the top of the Arc de Triomphe in the early evening. We’ve already had a couple of language barrier adventures, the first occurring after our unfortunate discovery that the washing machine in our flat does not work. We were at a café for lunch and my dad was trying to ask the waiter, in English, where we could find the nearest laundromat. The waiter, of course, didn’t have a clue what my dad was talking about, so I brought out my best French and said that “We are in need of a place to do our laundry.” Somehow he thought we were trying to purchase a washing machine, and it took a second waiter to help us straighten things out! The second occurred during dinner. My sister had ordered a cider, but she took one sip and said that it “tasted weird.” My mom looked at the bottle, sampled it, and proclaimed, “It’s hard cider!” Leave it to the French to serve alcohol to my thirteen-year-old sister without even asking how old she was.

 

            Our second day involved some much needed sleeping in, followed by a trip to Musee d’Orsay with Joy, Melody, and Mackenzie Miller. We saw many of the classic impressionist pieces, including some very famous Renoirs and Van Gogh’s “Portrait of the Artist,” but I think I was the most blown away when I walked into the Monet room and saw his painting of the water lilies and two more of the bridge at Giverny. After hearing and reading so much, it was amazing to finally see that. I could stare at the impressionist paintings for hours; so many details! Later that day we tried to visit the Eiffel Tower but postponed our trip to the top because of the ridiculously long line. Instead, we opted to stretch out on the lawn of a nearby park, enjoying the breeze in the shadow of one of the world’s greatest landmarks. That evening, we had Turkish food on the Left Bank and went for a nighttime walk along the Seine.

 

            Today’s been busy, too, but I’ll let one of my parents describe it in detail once we’ve finished it. Au revoir for now!

3 Comments »

Comment by Joy (Tuff) Liezen

July 2, 2007 @ 5:00 am

Maybe you didn’t know that many European countries don’t have the same drinking age laws as the US. The waiter probably didn’t even think of the age of the person who was ordering the hard cider, especially since she was with her parents.

Comment by Aunt Nancy

July 3, 2007 @ 4:07 pm

We had a similar experience at the Eiffel Tower restaurant. Wine was part of the dinner and they were all set to pour for Andrew (who was, admittedly, 17), when he declined. Our funny beverage story was at an outdoor cafe in Avignon. Andrew ordered a Coke, and it came in a mug about the size of a two liter bottle. Bottoms up!!
Beautifully written, Elizabeth. How lovely to see Paris through your eyes.

Comment by French Press Guy

June 6, 2010 @ 2:13 pm

Sweet ,thank you for sharing .It would be nice to see this level of knowledge in some of the other sites I frequent.

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