Today was a day of walking! I walked so so so much that I think my feet hate me and would detach themselves from me if they could. Apart from the walking though, the rest of today was magnifique. I think I’ve seen most of the major monuments so far and can rest on sightseeing until ‘le weekend’. . Me and a couple of girls in my exchange program met up and headed to “place des vosges” which housed so many amazing looking galleries all of which we sadly couldn’t see.
We then just decided to walk towards the prettiest looking streets and ended up for lunch in an adorable Algerian looking restaurant where I had brochette couscous #yumm (if you didn’t see le instagram photo, try not to drool below) Getting the check split became such a hassle and I began to wonder if we were somehow oozing American because every time I spoke near perfect French to them they would always respond in English. Like I’d try really hard with the accent and everything and then, bam, they’d respond in English. I’m currently trying to find out and suppress whichever part of me that emits “American”.
Brochette and créme brûlée (first proper french lunch)
We then took the metro to Champs Élysées where we came across Abercrombie & Fitch, GAP and Banana Republic! This was a huge surprise because it’s the most famous French shopping avenue, and it’s filled with American stores. This leads me to conclude that the French secretly ADORE tons of American things but won’t admit it because well they’re French! (Shhh)
We headed to the Arc de triomphe and ran into a huge Louis Vuitton store, (my heart smiled again) and then ran into some guys from our study abroad group. We all walked to zeh eiffel tower togezzer, where my feet then began to scream in pain. But because it’s Paris and there are important monuments everywhere, we ended up making several ‘detours’ (meaning excursions due to being lost ) and we ended up seeing several cool looking embassies (the Korean one was the bomb) and saw Napoleon’s grave, and the aquarium of Paris.
I had my first Nutella crepe (t’was again DIVINE) and then we decided on an impromptu trip to Chinatown or as it’s known here, ‘le petit Asie’= little Asia!! I then had the cheapest dinner ever in Paris in a Chinese restaurant (6 euros) and then we got lost AGAIN, on our way to the metro.
Things learnt so far:
Being lost in Paris is one of the best things ever!!
I ooze a certain American-ness that makes French peeps respond to my perfect French in English
Restaurant owners don’t split checks in France, no matter how expensive the lunch
Kebabs are the business!
There’s a metro always in front of you! Always!
And I’m taking Sunday to rest my poor poor feet after walking all over the arrondisements of Paris
A tout a l’heure -Sameera