Gay Paris

The best thing about going travelling has got to be the people you meet. Ask anyone thats done it, your memories are about people and not so much the places (that you may spend thousands of pounds to go and see... ooops!)

So when one of our friends that we met in Mexico, a resident of BA, decided that he was going to cross the pond and frequent the Tardis, Han & I were mega excited.

After a couple of weeks of hopping around the UK and some of Europe, (the best week of which was OBVIOUSLY speant at the Tardis with his faves), next stop for Lucas was Paris... with yours truely of course.

Weirdly, despite it being a mere couple of hours on the Eurostar away I've never been to Paris (if you ignore the couple of laps I use to do in the car with the fam everytime we got lost on the roads round it on the way to the sunny coast of France).

So finally I rocked up in Paris... feeling a little bereft as it's the first time in a long time I haven't had my trustee Montana by my side to guide the way through foreign places new. Topped off with a mobile that wouldn't work & no deets of where we were staying, you'd think I'd be bricking it. I've become a little bit too adjusted to having no idea whats going on as soon as I leave English soil, so slipping straight back into travelly ways I started to wander round the station, luckily bumping into Lucas pretty much straight away.

Let the sight seeing begin...

I actually think we walked a distance equivalent to England and back, but there is soooooo much to see!

Top sight, as cliche as it sounds is definitely the Eiffel Tower. I knew it was big, but I didnt realise HOW big!

 

 

So originally the plan was to do the steps challenge to the top. However, one look at just how big it was put me off, as much as I love a steps challenge, we wanted to get up there in time for sunset so didn't think it was the best decision. Instead, we paid the extra 4 euros or whatever it was to get the lift, and after about an hours queuing we were at the top, bang on time.

 

My pictures arent that great annoyingly, I don't know what I had done to my camera settings... some people were getting some proper good ones.... SOMEONE GET ME AN SLR!

We finally made it down FREEEEEZING. I think its safe to say that Paris is at its most spectacular at night...

Not that it isn't beautiful in the day time too... although I have to say the Moulin Rouge loses its 'mysterious' edge in the light of day! Looks more like something you'd see on the crazy golf pitch at Pompy...

So our day times were speant jostling the tourists round all of the attractions. The funniest has got to be the Mona Lisa... I know its famous... but really, trying to get a photo is a feat in itself. I managed to get a little snap shot, unfortunately I also managed to beautifully capture some mans head in the meantime... naaaat cool, but the best I could do.

And of course, because no trip with Lucas is complete without sampling every sweet food available... eating A LOT of pastries.

Anyway, fun and games for all in Gay Paris (said with only the best of French accents)... ideas for next stop please....