I am currently suffering from severe post holiday blues from a trip I took to Paris 11 months ago so I thought I would reminisce by posting about my time there.
I’ve been to Paris twice in my life, once when I was about 10 and again in January. The first time I went with family and spent the entire time either in Disneyland or in a Disney shop. The second time, I went with my ex-boyfriend and spent most of the time alone. Despite my strange circumstances (that we don’t like to discuss because of obvious reasons… weird), Paris may be my favourite city in the world. Granted I have only been to a few, but I don’t think anything could beat the Parisian food, fashion, culture and architecture.
Instead of going at the weekend, I went midweek which I would actually really recommend if you’re able to. I managed to bag my hotel and flights for only £230 and the attractions were a lot quieter
Of course, I did all of the generic touristy things whilst I was there; the Eiffel tower, the Notre Dame, shopping down the Champs-Élysées, fancy dinner, excessive macaroon eating, etc. I also went to the Louvre which was super exciting. I just about saw the Mona Lisa in person after mostly looking at it through the screen on my camera (as a generation, I admit we suck). After spending what felt like a whole city break looking at the art – it’s so freaking big – I found a courtyard at the Louvre where I just sat and admired the area. There were only a few passers-by and it was dead silent apart from the light sound of violins playing nearby. As novel as this sounds, it was so peaceful and warming to find somewhere quiet in a big city.
My favourite thing I did by far was a nighttime boat tour of the River Seine. It may have been the coldest I have ever been in my life but it was totally worth it; I didn’t even take any pictures, I just enjoyed the moment. I got to see all of Paris’ most beautiful sights beautifully lit up; sounds totally cringeworthy but it was one of those moments where you stop, look around and appreciate just how lucky you are.
I also took it upon myself to dress as the Parisiennes do because when in Paris right? I absolutely love their effortlessly chic style so I tried to incorporate some of it into my own outfits. After doing plentiful amounts of research (Pinterest you are my hero) I found that they primarily wear tailored, minimal and neutral pieces. It was quite difficult channeling minimalism as it was January and bloody freezing – all I wanted was to wear my duvet, (strangely a look that seems to be acceptable now with all the puffer jackets? If only I’d of known) but obviously beauty is pain so I fought through the frost for the good photo ops. Here is me smiling through the pain of not being able to feel my fingers or toes.
I also went to Disneyland, yes, I did indeed go to Disneyland on my own and honestly, it was a truly… character building experience. Now, I’m not opposed to doing things alone, I will happily go for dinner and ask for a table for one or sit and have coffee whilst reading a book. But going to Disney on your own is a completely different ball game, in fact, it’s not even playing the same sport. Despite being alone, it was just as magical. I went on a few rides, met Minnie, watched the Frozen parade, drank hot chocolate and cried at the beauty of it all.
Now I am definitely off to plan my next trip!
Hugs and wishes,