Notre Dame Cathedral and of course La Tour Eiffel
Paris, France December 31 2017 – Jan 5 2018
Henri Mancini’s lyrics tell it all “When people speak of Gay Paree – They think that when they say Paree is gay, they mean that gay Paree is gay;” Paris is so gay, I mean everyone is gay, the frommagier, the boulangier, the crepier, the museum staff, the baristas and even the mattress store owners. This city is so gay, there is no need to make the yuletide gay here, it’s a given. There is a reason why it is happy, people don’t seem to care. They care, but about the bigger picture. I spoke to a lot of locals in 5 days and all of them are enjoying life, and have an appreciation for what they have and what they do. Maybe they were looking for a bigger tip, not sure, but they all seemed so happy. The city of lights is that and more – it does not disappoint. I like it here, I like the positive energy, the buzz, the attitude, both good and bad, the food and wine, the art and music, strolling in the streets and the ease of the metro. I like the architecture and history. I like the lights. I like the coffee and I don’t drink coffee, I like the shopping and I don’t shop. I like the mattresses and I didn’t sleep. Who cares, I am in Paris.
This place was around the corner from the apartment. I guess it’s in my blood. Gorgeous mattresses made locally.
Check them out.
And this place was around the other corner:
We rented a great little apartment in the heart of the 5th. Latin Quarter. 2 bedrooms each equipped with 2 queen beds Euro style. 2 beds pushed together with a jock strap connecting them so you don’t slip through the crack. Very low Euro style platform that the mattresses sat on – so low that after a long day of sightseeing, one 6’3″ frame bodied person cracked the slats underneath. Luckily, the damage deposit still got returned.
I was not expecting much as it was a rented apartment, and that’s what I got. Basic foam mattress, all 6″ of it, it did have some air vents which is a nice touch to allow some air flow. It was not warm at all, but it was on the firmer side. Really who cares, I am in Paris.
5 nights, with bellies full of bread and cheese and wine. If you can’t sleep well on that, who can! Tired feet and bones from tons of walking might be a good contributing factor here as to why I slept well. Really who cares, I am in Paris
LINENS AND MORE
Really who cares, I am in Paris
Just fantastic! Everyone must go see this city. Interestingly enough, I did not see many of these
GREAT RELATED LINKS
MUST EAT RESTAURANT
www.relaisentrecote.fr – STEAK FRITES IS ALL THEY DO – NO MENU JUST STEAK FRITES
www.parismuse.com/tours/paris-muse-clues-louvre-tour/ AMAZING TOUR OF THE LOUVRE WITH CHILDREN
www.chateauversailles.fr/ OUTSTANDING PLACE FOR A VISIT
Had a latte and chocolate croissant every morning here.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panth%C3%A9on Amazing place to visit – Tombs of Marie Curie, Victor Hugo and many more