Here’s the rest of our Paris adventure over spring break:
Day 3: Paris sightseeing
We bought a Paris breakfast at the corner boulangerie — pain aux rasins and croissants au beurre. Then we boarded the metro near our apartment. I had forgotten how it feels to commute in a large city, with bus and subway rides lasting for at least a half hour. It wouldn’t have been a problem for Joe and me, but these long rides were very difficult for my kids to endure.
When you exit from the Trocadero metro station, you are treated to this splendid sight. Sam and Lucy both recognized the Eiffel Tower from an app they’ve been playing which teaches about Paris, although Lucy pronounces it “Pookal Tower”. From there, it’s an nice downhill walk through the Palais de Chaillot and a bridge across the Seine to the base of the tower.
The hardest part was figuring out which line we should queue in. Even though we arrived just before opening, the lines of tourists snaked in spirals underneath the tower without any recognizable order or system. It took us about an hour of waiting in line before we made it inside and took the elevator to the 2nd floor.
Pretty great views from up there!
After we descended back to the ground, it was lunchtime. We bought some baguette sandwiches and frites and had a picnic on the Champ de Mars park beneath the Eiffel Tower.
The kids loved climbing the old trees and we enjoyed some great people-watching while we ate. We walked to the south end of the park and caught a city bus to take us to the Île de la Cité. I researched in advance and picked a bus that would let us off at the Right Bank of the Pont des Arts bridge, so we could add a “love lock” to the railing.
Can you spot our lock? It’s in there!
Unfortunately, we had a mini disaster. Sam had a lock in his hand that he’d drawn pictures on in advance. He dropped it on the bridge and it fell between the cracks into the river below! Poor kid lost his mind and threw the biggest tantrum of his life. We placated him by buying a new lock from a vendor nearby, but his mood never fully recovered after that.
We walked along the left bank and browsed the used books, comics, and art sold by the Bouquinistes before arriving at Notre Dame cathedral.
It was nice to see Notre Dame from the outside, but the line to enter was too long. Sam was cranky, Lucy had fallen asleep in her stroller, and the grown-ups were hot and tired. So we opted instead to let Sam play in the playground near the cathedral grounds and we found an ice cream shop for a sweet treat.
All in all, we were happy to accomplished so much in one day!
Day 4: Break Time
Lucy had been sick for most of the evening prior. Waking up from her nap to a stuffy city bus ride wasn’t good for her sensitive stomach. So we decided to cancel our plans to visit the Jardin du Luxembourg in the morning and Montmartre in the afternoon.
Instead, Grandma came to visit! The kids were very happy to see her and spend the day with Grandma at our rented apartment while Joe and I went for a walk.
We walked past the Place de la Bastille and browsed through a farmer’s market there, before making our way to the Place des Vosges. After admiring the regal architecture and symmetry of the grounds and seeing where Victor Hugo used to live, we found our way to a lovely Renaissance garden courtyard at the Hôtel de Sully.
We had a relaxing café lunch of a croque monsieur and café noisette. On the walk home, we visited charming shops in Le Marais and bought some macarons at a pastry shop.
Grandma said goodbye and we took the kids to a park and playground near our apartment, Square de la Roquette, to burn off some of their extra energy.
Then we bought some groceries at a produce market to cook dinner at home yet again. Eating dinner with the kids at a restaurant wasn’t really possible in Paris. Most of the restaurants don’t open until 7pm which is far too close to bedtime for Lucy and Sam. There are brasseries and cafés that are open all day, but my kids were often too cranky from sightseeing to have been patient enough to wait for food service. We were lucky to have booked an apartment so we could cook meals in our own kitchen. I’d recommend it highly to any other families travelling with young kids.
Day 5: Rainy Departure
On our final morning in Paris, we were dissuaded from our plans to see the Arc du Triomphe and the Champs-Élysées by a heavy rain storm outside our windows. So we instead let the kids watch some French cartoons on TV while we packed the suitcases and cleaned the apartment. We took one final trip down the rickety elevator and made our way to the train station and home again on the high-speed TGV trains.
Above is a shot of us waiting in the train station, trying to avoid being accosted by the aggressive pigeons inside the terminal. At least our first-class meal included mini bottles of wine (in plastic bottles!).
Above is a view of the scenic French countryside from the train windows.
It was good to be home, and have the kids in their own beds. We’re glad to have made it to Paris and seen as much as we did, but it’s not ever easy traveling with little ones. Funny to think that they’re so young and will likely not remember this vacation at all when they get older. I’m glad to have this blog as an outlet to help record our experiences during this year abroad.