On A Mission For Hot Chocolate And The Moon: oui oui oui!

Paris was incredible. We arrived on Easter Sunday, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much the entire city looked like an Easter basket. Robin’s egg blue sky, Pale green trees kissed with pale rose sprigs of sweet smelling flowers. I loved it. Even directly outside of the smelly train station was beautiful and romantic.

All of my friends that have been to Paris told me before we left to watch out for the metro. Citing it as complicated and much harder to navigate than Madrid or Barcelona’s, Tommy and I found this out right away. As soon we sat down and the metro pulled out of the station, we realized we were on the wrong one, going the opposite direction of our hostel. So far we have done this once in every city (each time with all of our gear on our backs and very grumpy about it.)

Originally, we were not very excited about the hostel we had booked for Paris. All of them were really expensive, and not wanting to spend over 30 Euro each, we went with one that didn’t have stellar ratings on Hostel World. When we got to Paris however, we realized that our hostel was in the Montmarte area, famous for being jam packed with cafes open late into the night, and fresh fruit and veggie stands. On top of that, our hostel was incredible. Comfy, clean beds, fast internet, newly renovated bathrooms, all the good things. After enjoying a croque monsieur and two bottles of water for four euro each (I don’t even want to go there) we headed straight for the Eiffel Tower.

croque monsieur for lunch

cat lazing around in Montmarte

The rest of Paris was such a blur. We had two day time picnic+nap combos at the base of the Eiffel Tower, a delicious dinner in Montmarte, a meltdown when the bank shut down all of my cards, a bottle of wine and crepes at the Eiffel tower light show, and a romantic evening stroll around the Louve. Lots of Eiffel tower, lots of photographs of the Eastery landscape, lots of feeling on top of the world.