Back in February, my sister Jami texted me and asked me if I wanted to go to Germany. Um, yeah. My oldest sister Jill has been living there for the past three years and is moving back to the states this summer. My mom and sisters hatched a plan to go visit her before she moves. So after much coordinating of husbands' work schedules, babysitters, and plane tickets, we were off. I flew by myself from Dallas to Paris, where I met my mom, two sisters, and two sisters-in-law.
Paris was about as perfect as I could have imagined. Once we finally got settled into our hotel, (it only took us about an hour and half to find our way to the hotel, which was on the airport property) we set off to the city, the Louvre our first destination.
I couldn't resist. They actually have platforms for people to stand on to take this exact picture.
My mom had purchased tour bus tickets for us before arriving in Paris. We kept seeing the red double decker buses, but couldn't for the life of us figure out where they stopped so we could hop on. It was almost comical how we'd be standing on the side of the road, watching the bus pass right in front of us and not be able to get on. But missing the bus (multiple times) turned out to be a good thing. We wouldn't have seen this cool walking bridge. From far away you can something shining in the sunlight, but it's not until you get close up that you can see the hundreds of padlocks on the sides of the bridge. People write their and their love's name on the lock, sometimes with the year, and attatch it to the bridge. Very romantic.
When we finally did catch the bus, it was raining and only had a few more stops before it was done for the day. I didn't care. I still wanted to sit up top and see Paris. Yes, it was freezing, but awesome!
After freezing our patooties off sufficiently, we went into this delightful cafe for dessert and hot chocolate. But it was not just dessert and hot chocolate. I had fabulous crepes with fresh berries and the thickest, most decadent hot chocolate ever, along with a silver goblet of whipped cream to add to both. The waiter was so charming. He brought out our chocolate in individual silver teapots and insisted on pouring it into our teacups for us. Definitely a high point.
Right outside of the cafe was this:
As we were waiting for our cab back to the hotel, the Eiffel Tower started twinkling. Perfect.
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