I recently had the chance to fall in love with Paris, again. Lily and I took a detour on our way back to Los Angeles. Our three day girls’ trip was nothing short of perfection. It was so great that we plan to make it an annual tradition.
We stayed at the charming Hotel Monge, in the beautiful 5th Arondissement. It is the quintessential Parisian boutique hotel. Our room was charming, modern, and comfortable (although a bit small). The staff could not have been more accommodating and helpful.
Lily was beyond excited to see the Eiffel Tower in person. After a photo op, she wanted to ride the carousel across the street. Two times, of course. We then walked along the Seine, passing the love locks bridge, to the Champs Elysee.
After grabbing a quick lunch, I fulfilled my promise of taking Lily to the Disney store there. It’s massive, and Lily thoroughly enjoyed every inch of it. She finally selected another Rapunzel doll, and we waited in a very long line to check out, but the look on her face made it all worth it. The following day, we explored Jardin du Luxembourg and it’s fantastic playground. There’s a small fee to enter the playground, but it’s paradise for small kids. Lily would have stayed all day, but we had to leave for our photoshoot.
I don’t normally book photoshoots when we travel. In fact, I think this was the first time ever. We had an amazing experience with a talented and patient photographer from PicMyTrip. Lily and I took photos that I will treasure forever. We started in the Louvre courtyard, and ended in the early evening at the Palais Royale.
We then met our friend Linda, who we’d only met by chance in Sardinia a few weeks prior. I say always say that one of my favorite things about traveling is all the wonderful friends we’ve made. We met Linda and her family in Sardinia, in July. Our families randomly drove up to the same jam and cheese place…literally a country home in the middle of nowhere. After trying and buying some delicious products, we exchanged information, and I told Linda I would reach out to her in Paris. Two days later, in a different town in Sardinia, Linda and her family walked past the table we were seated at outside a restaurant. We invited them to join us for what turned into a four hour dinner. We talked and laughed over several bottles of wine, and left as great friends. By the time Lily and I arrived in Paris 10 days later, Linda felt like an old friend.
Linda, Lily and I had dinner at Le Georges, atop Centre Pompidou. The sunset views were stunning. It was a truly magical night, which made it even more difficult to leave Paris the next afternoon. Lily now talks about Paris constantly, and I can’t wait to start plotting our return.
See you next year, Paris. Lily and I can’t wait.