A Weekend in Paris

Paris has always been a dream for me.

When I was a kid I was obsessed with the animated movie version of Anastasia. There’s a scene in it, where she holds out a locked that bonds her to her grandma, that reads “Together in Paris”. This notion just stuck and I wanted to be “together in Paris” with someone too. So, I became obsessed with one day visiting. 

Eventually when I was in highschool my dream came true and I travelled to Paris with my class. It was everyhting and more. I fell in love and a piece of my heart stayed in Paris.

Since then I have been back twice.

Paris is beautiful, romantic, filled with little patiseries, and a dreamers paradise. It’s charming, elegant, and full of life. There is so much to see and do, but you don’t necessarily need to spend a whole week in Paris, if your intentions is to be a full fledged tourist. You can easily see everything in one weekend.

Each time I have been to the city of love previously, I have gone sans a love. BUT this time, I had Clive.

Here’s an image itinerary, of our most recent visit to Paris.

We took the train from London and arrived in Gare Du Nord on the Eurostar late at night. 

Our hotel was on the hill in Montmartre not too far away from the Moulin Rouge and Sacre Coeur, so we went exploring seconds after we checked in.

That’s a water fountain, there’s loads of them scattered around the city and you can drink straight out of them. 

Our stroll led us to the steps of Sacre Coeur, and honestly, this was such a perfect way to start the weekend, a beautiful night time view of the city awaited us, glittering in the darkness. 

Sacre Coeur itself is also impressive. The white stone lit up at night really makes a statement and stands proud on the top of the hill, visible from anywhere in Paris.

But the best part of the view, for me anyways, was the Eiffel tower. She was not sparkling that night, but still beautiful as ever. Fun fact – my prom dress in highschool was a black and white number covered in Eiffel towers.

We ended the night with my second favourite place, The Moulin Rouge. Although pretty scandalous in nature, I am fascinated with this windmill. It has such an interesting history and let’s face it, the movie is not bad either.

We woke up the next day, bright and early, eager to stretch our legs and explore. Tune in for my next post to see what we got up to!

Have you been to Paris? What’s been your favourite part?