Where in the World Wednesday: Paris Edition
Every Wednesday, I share a Where in the World Wednesday featuring where in the world I am, what I’m doing there, where I’m planning to go next, my general thoughts on the latest week of travel, and what I’m currently reading. To catch up on the entire series, click here.
Where in the World Wednesday: Paris Edition
Where in the world are you?
I’m thoroughly enjoying my second visit to Paris, France. I was nervous to come back, worried that the real deal wouldn’t live up to the memories and the many, many books set in Paris that I’ve read over the years. I shouldn’t have been. This city still has my heart.
Where were you up to this week?
While it may seem that a route from Switzerland through France would make sense, I took a jump over to Florida in between to keep things interesting. You read that right.
In the last seven days, I’ve been on five flights and feel like I’ve spent more time in the air than not.
I’ve done quite a bit after leaving Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland last week.
I spent a single night in Geneva, Switzerland before boarding my first flight of the week. With quick stopovers in London and Philadelphia, I made my way to Jacksonville, Florida of all places.
It wasn’t that I had a burning desire to visit Florida. One of my best friend’s in the world was getting married! I spent the weekend catching up with college friends and celebrating the happy couple late into every night. I was honored to give a toast at their reception – my first wedding toast ever and it went off without a hitch.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to board a flight back to Europe. I was bound for Paris. My airline miles went furthest to get me there but I also chose Paris because they say “Paris is always a good idea.” I was going to test that theory.
I landed in Paris and said “bonjour” to the customs agent. He started having a full blown conversation with me in French asking me how my day was and if I had a good flight. When he realized I had a blank look on my face, he just stamped my passport and said that my “bonjour” pronunciation was good. At least I have one word down!
It had been five years since I’ve set foot in this city. I was expecting to be a little bit lost in a land where I only know two words, but when I looked at a map of the metro it all came flooding back to me. The map of Paris is burned into my brain, or maybe my heart.
I dropped my bags at my quiet little hostel in my “home” arrondissement (neighborhood for other non-frenchies) and set out to visit a few of the places that hold the best memories for me.
The first stop was the Jardin du Tuileries. This was my first stop on my first trip too and it had the same awe-inspiring, giddiness-inducing effect on me as last time. With a view of the Louvre on one end and the Eiffel Tower on the other, how could you not smile?
I bought a baguette sandwich, found myself a green lounge chair in the sun, and enjoyed the sunny day in Paris. After about ten minutes, I knew I’d be asking the hostel about staying another night here.
I decided to revisit one of the places that surprised me the most while in Paris the first time – the Musee Rodin. With sculptures set in a French garden and small chateau, it’s the perfect introduction to being in Paris.
I swing by the Eiffel Tower next, mostly because it’s in sight and you can’t be that close to the Eiffel Tower and not go to see it.
Next, I decide that it’s time to treat myself to a Berthillion ice cream. Don’t tell anyone, but this ice cream was at the top of my to-do list for Paris round two. It was even better than I remembered.
On this fine Wednesday, I took my pastries and coffee back to the Jardin du Tuileries and then spent the morning in two of my other favorite museums, Musee d’Orsay and Musee l’Orangerie. Both are known for displaying some of the best impressionist art in the world.
What are you currently reading?
I’m finally finished A Clash of Kings (Game of Thrones Book #2) by George R.R. Martin. It was a good read, but I’m pressing pause on the series for now so that I can read the rest with excitement.
While on a plane to Dallas (one of my many layovers), I started and finished Love, Life and the List by Kasie West. It was fun and light and exactly what I needed to press reset on my reading life after a Game of Thrones back-to-back.
Now, I’m reading Love and Ruin by Paula McLain. McLain is well-known for writing one of my favorite books set in Paris, The Paris Wife, so it seemed like the right choice. So far, it’s more than perfect. Her main character flies from the USA to Paris before departing on a journey through Spain, starting with a mountain crossing over the Pyrenees. It’s one of those right-book-at-the-right-time moments considering what I’m about to do.
Where are you going to next?
If you didn’t catch on to that hint, I’m about to journey by train from Paris to a small town on the French-Spanish border called Saint Jean Pied du Port. From there, I’ll hike over the Pyrenees mountains to begin my month-long journey on the Camino de Santiago.
I highly doubt that I’ll be able to find the wifi connection to keep up my weekly posts, but I’ll certainly update you all after the walk. Wish me a buen camino!