|"How could anyone choose Paris over ME!?"|
I haven't posted for over a month because I was in Paris, France. So ok, I was only there 9 days and 10 nights, but you could say I've been there mentally for two months...and it's so hard to come back despite the fact that I live in paradise!
In early January, my friend Susan asked if I was free in early March to dogsit her lovable dog, Lola, while she and her husband Charlie went to Paris. As much as I love Lola, I replied in essence, "What are you crazy?! I'd much rather go to Paris than dogsit!" Through their kindness and ignorance, they agreed to let me and Jordan tag along with them.
|"Non Je Ne Regrette Rien" travelling 8000 miles to see a grave.|
I've been wanting to travel beyond Las Vegas and use my passport for many years, but the mere thought of making the arrangements was too daunting. I'd turn on the Travel Channel instead. Instant gratification! The only problem was that I wanted to give Jordan that "foreign experience" that I'd been lucky enough to have had when I was around her age. Paris wasn't at the top of my wish list, but Charlie and Susan weren't going to Turkey or China, and besides, Jordan wanted to visit Edith Piaf's grave.
If you read my last blogpost, you'll see that I did go to France before--just 35 years ago. We spent 2 or 3 days in Paris as part of one of those "7 countries in 21 days" escorted tours, and all I really remember of Paris was looking at the Eiffel Tower from the bus, riding past the Yves St. Laurent boutique (I had just graduated from the UH majoring in Fashion Design), a topless mermaid swimming in a plexiglass tank at Moulin Rouge, and delicious rolls for breakfast each morning. We'd had no time for visiting Mona Lisa at the Louvre, walking up the Champs Elysee, or exploring the Latin Quarter.
|This time I went up, under, in front of, and |
behind La Tour Eiffel
This time it would be different, I vowed: we're going up the Eiffel Tower, into the Louvre, and no naked girls! The only thing that I assumed would be the same would be eating delicious rolls for breakfast. (More on this next time!)
I'm not going to blog about everything we saw and did in Paris, but I do want to inspire those of you who have even the smallest urge to travel to Europe. I myself became more motivated when my sister-in-law Cynthia and her husband Jack went to Italy and Greece this past October. If you're like me and feeling timid about making your own travel arrangements versus going with a tour group, I assure you that the wonderful internet has revolutionized traveling for the do-it-yourselfer.
Cynthia recommended Booking.com and oh my goodness, I quickly became obssessed with finding the perfect hotel. That's almost simple to do on Booking.com because you can see the user review ratings and read what visitors had to say, view photos of the rooms, see the hotel's distance from major attractions, available services, etc. The trick is to look not only for a high rating score, but it should also have a high number of reviews--so consider a hotel with a 8.0 rating with 100 reviews instead of one with a 8.2 rating but only 20 reviews. Most hotels also offer special rates and you can reserve rooms and cancel up to a day or two before the reservation date. Be considerate, however, and don't book too many hotels and cancel the "extras" as soon as you've decided on one.
|Livingroom of St. Honore apartment, just a block|
from the Louvre!