After everything we’ve been through over the last year, I really wanted to give my mum a super special birthday/Christmas present, so I took her for a long weekend in Paris. She’d been once as a teenager with school, and I’ve not really seen much outside of Disneyland Paris, so thought it would be perfect to explore together. We got a 7am Eurostar from London, so by early afternoon we were already wandering the Parisian Streets.
First off we headed to Notre Dame hoping the queues might not be too crazy to get inside given it was a week day. We were wrong, so we just stuck around to appreciate the incredible outer architecture before heading towards the Louvre. I won’t lie, all the details and gargoyles of the building just made me think of The Hunchback of Notre Dame.(We did actually revisit the Cathedral early Saturday morning and the queue was tiny so we headed inside. I’ve included the photos in today’s post so it’s all grouped together).After the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona, this is certainly my favourite religious building I’ve seen in my life. It’s almost overwhelming in a building this vast, there’s so many details to take in everywhere you look. All the stained glass windows were a whole new level, it was absolutely breathtaking.I actually donated and lit a candle in memory of my Dad, he would love to have seen this place.Notre Dame is free to enter, with donation opportunities to keep up with the running and maintenance of the Cathedral scattered within.
We then strolled along, peering in shops and taking in our surroundings heading to the Louvre. At the time we were unsure of what this beautiful (and massive) building was, but a bit of Googling told us it was the Hotel de Ville.We didn’t go in the Louvre as we only had limited time in Paris, so just took in the iconic architecture from the outside.From the Louvre we headed to Rue Cambon via the lovely Jardin de Tuileries, this was the first point of the trip where we caught a glimpse of Paris’ most famous landmark, the Eiffel Tower. My reason for heading to Rue Cambon was to visit the legendary Chanel boutique which Coco opened herself, and lived above. I may or may not have also made a purchase in the shop so will save that experience for it’s own blog post.
By that point our feet were killing and I had to get back to the hotel to break the handbag news to my sister, so we chilled out before heading to dinner in what seemed to be Paris’ red light district……And home to one and only Moulin Rouge. The shows were pretty expensive so again we just admired from outside, before dawdling back to the hotel via a bakery for dessert… aka macaroons.