I arrived late last night with the usual small disasters; delayed plane, my driver holding a sign that read, "Mr. Erin Hallett" and a 30 euros phone call. NEVER use your Visa to call from a pay phone in Paris even though it was worth it a thousand times to talk to Chris the moment I arrived. And it was raining.
|Trying to smile before boarding the plane without Chris to Paris.|
I really wanted to lock myself in my cozy hotel (Hotel du Champ de Mars) room and eat the remainder of the Cadbury chocolate bar I bought at Heathrow. But I promised myself, and everyone at home, that I will be brave in Paris, that I won't be complacent so off I headed in the rain in the direction of the Eiffel Tower. I got there in time to order a crêpe confiture from Chris' and my favourite stand and to see the 10pm "sparkle show".
|View from hotel room last night - 11pm "Sparkle Show"|
The apartment check-in was an absolute dream. Merci, CobbleStay! There may be something to the idea of having your first night in a hotel to recover and then starting fresh the next day in an apartment. For once, I was able to understand the various instructions for appliances and ask questions. I am actually confident I will be able to turn on the television and find the hair dryer! The apartment was also thoughtfully stocked with ALL the basics, including fresh flowers and baguette. French basics.
I accomplished what I wanted to do today which was walk to the massive French department store, BHV, and buy a much dreamed about hair straightener. This now means that hopefully, even without Chris, I can have good hair in Paris. I walked the long way to BHV feeling sorry for all of the tourists wearing plastic rain ponchos and trying to enjoy Paris in the rain. The weather today is truly horrible and there are white caps breaking on the Seine. I took the metro back to avoid getting soaked and stopped to shop for groceries.
|30 euros worth of groceries, including wine, blue cheese, Haribo & pickles!|
A few of my favourite moments from today....
The best thing I saw today was a petite woman, no taller than 5'2", carrying a full size Golden Retriever down the escalator, from the housewares department to the main floor, at BHV.
The best thing I have eaten today- so far! - was a small piece of homemade sausage stuffed with blue cheese that I bought from a street market. 15 pieces for 5 euros!
Bisous from Paris until tomorrow.