We had essentially lost a day in Paris due to the blown tire. Brent’s mom and I had purchased Paris Passes for the family and were determined to get our money’s worth out of the pass, despite only having 1 day to really use them. (Paris passes are something you can buy online. They include the museum pass, transit pass, and many coupons for cool things like a hop-on, hop-off bus tour, river boat cruise, etc. You can buy them for 2 days, 4 days or 6 days. They are definitely worth the money.)
We were really pleased with our camper. There was beds enough for 6 people to sleep, a nice kitchen (although it didn’t have any dish soap), clean bathroom and toilet. (Funny anecdote: When we got to our hotel, Trent explored it thoroughly and exclaimed in tragic tones: “There is no pooping place!” He was desperate. Fortunately, we found the “pooping place”. . . er. . . toilet behind another closed door.) The name escapes me at the moment of the camping place. It was by the Seine river and seemed like a perfect place for a one to two week stay in Paris.
We left our hotel in the morning with a plan to go to the perfume museum (I had coupons for a free perfume sample which I was determined to redeem. Yes, I know, I’m too cheap to actually pay for perfume. But I did think it was cool to get some perfume samples.) It was easy to navigate the transit, but a bit confusing to find the perfume museum. We got pretty drenched in the process as we had left our rain gear behind. While walking to the Perfume Museum we walked by the Opera house which was the inspiration for Gaston Leroux’s novel Phantom of the Opera. We didn’t have time to see it, but admired its facade and took pictures. We finally found the perfume museum, practically raced through it. The kids stopped and listened to the tour guide explain the perfume making process. We redeemed our coupons, got our perfume samples, and then headed out the door to the Hop-on, Hop-off bus tours, where we took one of the lines and got caught in the rain again. It was easier to see the sights if you sat on the top level. But the information was interesting. We accidentally took one of the side lines, but still found it interesting.
We saw a bunch of restaurants and realized that we should stop and eat so we hopped off the bus tour and went into a Bistro that was advertising a deal where you could order, eat your meal and get your check in 30 minutes. Since time was of the essence that day, we decided to get that deal. The service was excellent. The staff didn’t even blink when they saw the large party consisting of many children and led us to a nice table in a cozy corner away from other guests. We were happy. Nothing is more annoying than feeling stressed every time your kids talk that they are disturbing the other diners. The seating arrangement was ideal. I ordered the salmon lasagne (tasty, but the pasta was a little overdone), Brent the steak (very delicious) and Cathy the other dish–which we thought might be chicken or turkey but which turned out to be a schnitzel. Anyhow, the kids enjoyed their pasta carbonara and later the yummy, rich, dark chocolate mousse (with enough to share!). The deal did live up to its name and we enjoyed a filling good lunch in good time.
We got back on the tour bus and then went to the Louvre. The Louvre is huge, with miles and miles of art, sculpture, antiquities, etc. With only a limited time, we split up, each taking a child with us. Josef and I went to the medieval section where we saw some really amazing medieval tapestries. Then we went to the French scuplture section. This section highlighted themes from Greek and Roman mythology. I let Josef take the camera and take pictures. I was extremely amused to see his perspective of the art. He took pictures of legs and from the side. It was obvious that he couldn’t really see the sculpture from a straight perspective because of his height. I’m thinking of doing a scrapbook page from the photos he took called “The Louvre through Josef’s eyes”. To be honest, I was totally overwhelmed at the sheer amount of stuff that was available to see in the Louvre. After Josef’s venture into photography we went into the bookshop where I bought a desk calendar that features a famous piece of artwork from the Louvre per day. It includes a detailed explanation of the artwork. I thought that was perfect!
Brent took Walter and Brooke and they covered quite a lot of ground from the sections we visited to the crown jewels and then to the Mona Lisa. Brent said he liked the crown jewels more than Mona Lisa. Cathy also saw Mona Lisa and commented that it was so small and that it was hard to get a good look at it because of the crowds around it. I know that people will always be fascinated with that painting, but I rather think that Dan Brown’s book, The Da Vinci Code, has added to the fervor that is attached to the painting.
We all met in front of the glass pyramid and then caught another bus to Notre Dame. We waited in line to go inside but were really disappointed because you couldn’t really see much of anything because of the hordes of tourists. The folks at the information desk were rather rude and other tourists kept jumping ahead of us.
We wanted to climb up to the top to see the gargoyles (which were the drain pipes). There was a large line waiting. We were hungry again so I went across the street and bought crepes for everyone. They were delicious! Yummy! Then I took Walter and Trent to a tourist shop where they were allowed to spend 2 euros apiece. While in the shop, a torrential downpour struck and Brent and his mom tried to keep Brooke and Josef dry. When I came back with the other boys, we all huddled together keeping the littles one dry and warm. We were near the beginning of the line and started the ascent up the winding, fairly narrow staircase. It was a long climb and I was pretty tired at the end of it. The boys were troopers and kept up a steady pace. We finally got to the first balcony and were amazed at the view of Paris. The boys loved the gargoyles and I took some great pictures of them. Then we went up a little further to see one of the enormous bells. Then we went up to the top of the highest tower. It was really, really cool and worth all the steps it took to get up there.
Coming down was harder than going up in the sense that our legs were really starting to hurt. We had seen an interesting church while up at the top so we looked for it on the ground. While looking for this church, we walked through this restaurant area that had rows and rows of restaurants. It was the dinner hour and the menu was displayed in the shop windows and then servers stood outside to encourage people to visit them. I saw some gorgeous looking paella (a delicious Spanish dish with rice, shrimp, chicken, etc.). Brent bought some falafel for his mom to try. Two of the restaurant servers at the Spanish restaurant came out to admire Brooke. It was so funny because they asked me questions in Spanish and I was actually able to reply. I have no idea how I managed it because I have not taken any Spanish in years. This was rather typical of our experience in Paris. People were so nice to us. They cooed at the baby, talked to us and never complained at our inability to speak French. They were warm and friendly. (Which tells you how long I have lived in Sweden when I feel that the French are warm and friendly!)
After walking through this restaurant quarter, we found the church we wanted to see. We had a better view of it from the top of Notre Dame. We stopped, finished our falafel and then went to catch the metro. We wanted to see the Eiffel Tower and then take a river boat cruise in the evening.
The Eiffel Tower was really spectacular and HUGE. I read that it was designed and built for the World Fair in the early 1900’s. It caused quite a ruckus because it was expensive and crazy to build. The original intent was to tear it down but it was such a success that they kept it. And now it is an essential part of every Paris visit.
Trent was dying to go up to the top but we decided not to because the line was long and the charge obscene (10 euros to go to the top). We took plenty of pictures though.
Then we walked across the street to go on a river cruise. There were tons of people waiting. All of sudden all these police cars came to the dock with sirens blaring. Then we saw people running like mad off the boats. We were totally confused. We asked one of the passengers who ran off the boat. She said that the police came to the boat and told the passengers to get off as quickly as they could. Later we heard that because of all the rain, it had caused some large waves to form on the river, causing possible danger to the boats.
We waited for about a half an hour and then walked over and were able to take the cruise after all! We cruised along the Seine river, listening to the information about the old buildings and to French music. It really was romantic (except for the crazy boys and wiggly girl!).
Just as we got back to the dock, they turned on the lights of the Eiffel tower and then later little sparkling lights that looked like fireworks.
We walked back to the metro, took it to a different stop and then to our bus that took us back to the camp site. We had a big moment of panic when we realized that the bus was far away and that we had to go around the roundabout to get to the bus. We ran with all our might. This was midnight and the kids were exhausted. I had Brooke in the Baby Björn. Josef was asleep in the stroller and Trent and Walter were walking. Brent finally ran ahead and told the bus driver to wait. We were saved. We got home around 1:00 a.m.
It was a marathon day but incredible!