Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Wednesday French Inspiration

I am sorry for the lateness of today's post. Obviously, I did not receive the 'It is Wednesday' memo. Then when attempting to post, blogger decided to lock all access to my blog. I have overcome all of these obsiticals to bring to you today's French Inspiration.

I mentioned here about the night I first saw the top of the Eiffel Tower. Now I want to tell you about what happened after the sighting.

We couldn't go to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, because it was too late in the evening and Hubby and I still had to get out Museum pass. We decided to soak in more of the City of Lights. So we decided to take a stroll down the Champs-Élysées, which is about 1.25 miles long. Planning to catch one of the metro stops along the avenue, we walked admiring the few shops that were still open. We passed three metro stops and twice as many McDonalds. Funny thing about MacDo's in Paris- they biggest point of advertising is not the current sales, but the number of indoor seating. Every one we passed had large signs announcing this information.

Shortly after we past the last metro stop and had begun walking the tree lined portion of the avenue, we decided maybe it would be time to catch the metro back. Being early spring the evening air was bone chilling. We were not adequately bundled up and were getting very ready to get back to the warm apartment. Instead of turning back, we continued ahead, certain that any moment a metro stop would be there to rescue us from the numbing breeze.

When we had reached the south end of the Champs-Élysées - Place de la Concorde , we couldn't see the metro signs. Oh there is an RER line right across the Seine. We will just cross over that way. When we crossed the bridge, I saw the city lights reflecting off of the water and there she was again. The Eiffel Tower shining her heart out just for me. I would stand there with my hair frizzing in the river mist and with my fingers so numb they barely bend if it meant I could continue that romantical moment between me and that ol' girl. I love all of Paris, but something about that Tower just fills my soul.

I had to rush ahead to catch up with Hubby, Aunt, and Uncle. They obviously are not having an affair with Paris the way I am, or they just had cold feet. I wasn't worried we would be on the RER soon cold toes didn't bother me. Except the RER was shut down for the night, and the trek continued as we searched for a metro stop. Do we turn back or go ahead? Well We forged forward. We passed the Musée d'Orsay, the Louvre, and Palais Royal. Finally, when we got to the Cathedral of Notre Dame we saw the metro signs for St. Michel. We were saved.

Our short sight seeing outing had turned into a night walk through half of Paris. We didn't want to turn back, there was too much to see ahead.

Have you ever gone forward when going back was wiser?

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