I had to make my first travel post about my trip to Paris; it just wouldn’t be right any other way. I was given an Eiffel Tower keychain when I was 7. I remember thinking how fascinating it was to find out that there was a whole other place, far away, with people who ate and spoke differently than I did. Not quite sure how my child brain processed such a concept, but needless to say, my mind was blown.
(Of course after going to Paris I realize that these €2 key chains are literally sold at every tourist heavy spot, but not the point).
This fascination grew as I got older I began reading recipes, attempting those recipes, and believing that I could teach myself French in middle school to no success. Speed up years later to actually going… insert cliché moment here-> “It was like a dream come true!”
We stayed in a BnB, which is definitely the way to go. It’s the easiest way to have the opportunity to stay in a nice home, while also feeling like one of the locals by being in the midst of the community. We lucked up and found a BnB that happened to be five minute walking distance from the metro, close to outside markets, neighborhood restaurants, and to our surprise, the La Basilique de Sacre Coeur was practically in our backyard.
I do have to say, I was a complete tourist; hitting every attraction was just as much a priority as consuming food. The Eiffel Tower…Notre Dame…Versailles certainly lived up to their allure; however, exploring the Latin Quarter became the highlight of my trip (Latin implying the dialect). It was here that I had the best gyro that I have ever had in my life <-insert another cliché moment. I’m not too sure about other people, but gyros aren’t exactly my first thought for food when thinking of Paris. Steak Frites, escargot, French Onion Soup, baguettes, and great wine all yes. Gyros no. We went back for this gyro twice….
Needless to say this was an awesome trip! Currently plotting for future trips to Lyon (Paul Bocose!) and Champagne.