Hello, Paris. We meet again.

paris love

Oh Paris, how can I love you more and more with each visit??


Our Paris stay did have a slight damper in it as we stayed in what was hands down the worst AirBnB that we have ever been in. We booked a small studio just outside the city, as we were only staying for one week and Paris is expensive, we thought we would manage.
The apartment was as small as we had expected, but what we did not expect was to have to walk over a plywood board that was placed over the shower drain to get to the toilet.

When we arrived, the host said that there had been a bunch of teenagers staying before us and had broken the bathroom window, so it wouldn’t close. The only light in the bathroom was also out. He said if it bothered us, he would replace it. It did bother us. Did I mention the plywood?! Now imagine walking over that in the dark!

Even after I asked for the light to be replaced…twice, he never replaced it.

No mention to fix the bathroom window. It was a warm week and the window was high up so no one could see inside. So at least that was OK.

These things would have been interesting quirks if at the very least the apartment had been clean!


Pro tip: ALWAYS make sure there is a photo of the bathroom before you book!


OK, on to Paris!


This was my third visit to Paris and the first time I actually made it to the top of the Eiffel Tower. We left early in the morning to get there about an hour before the 9AM opening and still expected to wait in a very long line.

We lucked out big time and only had to wait about 45 minutes for the elevator to the top. This is unusual we hear, and usually, there is a wait of several hours to get to the top. Score!



It was worth it.

I’m glad I finally made it. And of course that I got to experience it with Jake ❤️


view of notre dame parie


Our time in Paris was spent doing my favorite things. Walking the streets and sitting in cafes. There’s just something about the streets of Paris that I just can’t get enough of. The architecture, the beautiful cafes, listening to all the French spoken around me, it’s truly my happy place.

paris france

We also connected with a few of my friends who live in Paris. It’s always fun to see a city through the eyes of a local no matter where you are visiting. There were several late nights some of which included karaoke at an expat Scottish pub, The Highlander, hearing some great live music at an open mic, and maybe hanging out on Paris rooftops at 2 AM with new friends and the bassist from Snow Patrol. Maybe.  

paris rooftops at night

Because of some epic late night adventures, we didn’t make it to some of the sights we had planned, like the Louvre or Musee d’Orsay.

That’s why there will always be a next time.


Paris, as always, I will see you again soon.


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