It took us a bit longer to get over jet lag than I would have guessed it should. Our first week in Paris was a bit muddled, but we saw some of the major attractions; including the Eiffel Tower.

Adding to the muddle, our first hotel turned out to be a flea bag. The night we got back from London, we slept well for a few hours until being awoken, horribly bitten by…we guessed fleas, but frankly, it could have just as easily been bed bugs. The hotelier proclaimed it was mosquitos, to which we replied, “yes, but if a hotel has a mosquito problem, isn’t that just as bad as fleas?” Naturally, we said this amongst ourselves. It’s too bad it turned out that way. It was such a cute hotel and we rather liked the hotelier, Nelly.

That day was a bit of a loss. Exhausted and bitten up, we went to the Eiffel Tower and had a grand time, but I suppose we were both a bit cranky, even under the sparkling light show of the amazing steel structure; which is glorious even though I’ve seen in a million times in movies and on postcards, it is still a sight to behold and literally one of the best views of Paris money can buy. It really is a grandeur you can’t imagine until you’re standing right under it.

I’m a bit strapped for time at the moment, so when I get a breather, I’ll post more – along with some photos. Today we’re heading to Montmarte for the flea market. huh. Seems to be a theme here.

Love from Paris, Kristen