Hotel Marignan Champs Elysees
Travel Blogs from Paris
... by myself to get ready for the Moulin Rouge which I was booked in to see that night.
I had heard that everyone gets pretty dolled up for the Moulin Rouge so I put on my black mini skirt and dressy black top, pulled up my hair and put on some dark lippy then headed to montemarte. I had time to grab a quick bite from a take away shop for dinner then approached the security guard out the front of the Moulin Rouge. He showed me where I had to go to line up then realised ...
... special of the day to be beef tartar and was disappointed when my plat arrived with a mound of raw, shaved beef. Steve's sea bass was served whole so it was a chore to filet it at the table. We were glad when the meal was over and did not have dessert or cafe. We walked back to Pont Neuf and took the Metro to the hotel.
We get up early tomorrow for our trip to Giverny and Versailles, so enough for now.
... umbrella or coats to Paris and had been lucky so far. But tonight we skipped the Eiffel Tower Twinkle show and the late night glass of wine and just ran all the way home! It wasn't cold. It was sort of funny and romantic. Good thing we decided to come home. I was exhausted and we need to have a good sleep because tomorrow up super early for a morning at The Louvre! ( but not before I ate macarons and chocolates in bed listening to the rain. Perfect end to my ...
... white and wood flooring with about 20 of the large marble sculptures. Really these works stand alone and need nothing else to catch your eye. By the time I had finished exploring this museum I was on my way back to loving this incredible city. The next day put me into a full infatuation, but more about that next post.
When I booked this portion of the trip I was a bit at a loss of where to stay. I wasn't sure if I would be utterly done with ...
... 6pm .
Thankfully we did as our driver arrived early - apparently traffic was
terrible. Glad we did - it's normally a 45 minute trip - it took 1 hour 20
Kind of sad to be leaving, but still in awe of this wonderful City. Still seeing things around each corner that make you go Wow. Still laughing at the mad traffic and how cars just push in, missing each other by millimeters.
Still seeing the quintessential French things like the old man dressed in his beret, ...