The time to be a proper tourist arrived a few days ago with a short yet very sweet visit from dearest Michelle who had never been to Paris thus we had to get our tourist on!! After a feast by the Seine on Wed night with crazy Grech and his papa we hit cafe Oz for another night of mayhem (and a bit of hat stealing). It ended with saving a Swede from a hazardous taxi ride and a cold walk home.
I had promised myself to keep the touristing to a minimum as that would ruin my 'I'm trying to be French' facade but then again, you can't be in Paris for five months and not climb the ever-present Eiffel Tower!! So up up up it was on Thursday afternoon with Maman and Michelle, our bellies slightly too full to climb the stairs after gorging ourselves on a picnic of bread, cheese and market delicacies. However any amount of stitches is worth putting up with for the view from the top. Some people ask me 'why do you love Paris?' and I'm like, well... its Paris!! All you need to do is look around and you'll have a million answers, I get to walk out my front door into the most beautiful, interesting and fun city EVER! Post tower I picked up the littlies, fed them and then chanced upon a great restaurant with Mum and Michelle called Cafe L'Industrie, cheap and great ambiance!! Following was a quick drop in to a bad Erasmus party with Emilia and Carolina before, yup you guessed it, Cafe Oz where darling Elin joined us.
Friday was possibly the best day I've had so far. Me mum and Michelle wondered the cute little streets of Montmartre, enjoyed a cupcake, acquired an amazing headband and then had an early birthday celebration at... Buddha Bar!! If you are ever in Paris and have money to spare (or parents with wallets) go here! The food is to die for, cocktails delicious, desserts mouth-watering and the music creates an incredible, pumping ambiance! Me and Elin then walked into the Moose and saw it from a very different perspective after coming from the posh interior of the Buddha.
Today was spent exploring unknown territory in the 20th arrondissement where me and Mum walked from Pyrenees to Pere Lachaise via the beautiful Parc de Belleville where I took a nap on the sunny grass. Pere Laichaise was quite an experience. It is absolutely huge but full of big leafy trees, dappled sunlight and of course tourists! We wondered from Chopin to Moliere and La Fontaine, kissed Oscar Wilde, sang with Edith Piaf, philosophised with Proust and finally posed with Delacroix until the bell was ringing us out of the grounds before we got a chance to see Jim Morrison... It was a lovely relaxing afternoon, the dead sure know how to impress!
Tonight I am for the first Saturday in I don't know how long... At home, in bed by midnight! Could be because I am babysitting but I like to think it's because I am very tired and my responsible side is making me stay!!
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