Day 2 in Paris was so fun, but so difficult to deal with. I was officially sick and getting worse by the minute. I tried and tried and tried to keep myself going but it got really hard to breathe or talk and I just wanted to cry. But I couldn't let this hold the family back and waste a day, so I tried to power on.
This was the street our hotel was located. I found a Louis Vuitton shopping bag and box down this street. Parisians throw away designer stuff like its toilet paper, I swear!
Paris & I being fat with our bellies
The back of my neck after lugging around my SLR for just half an hour.
Earrings from H&M
Ma & Pa
Breakfast in France is shit. Its a croissant with coffee. But the coffee is more like brown water. It's especially bad when you're from Melbourne and know what amazing coffee tastes like. Jesus. It was even worse than Mc Donalds coffee. Bleurgh!
My dad is deathly afraid of heights/large drops so when he saw me next to the wall of the river he flipped out and yelled at me to move away before I fell in hahaha
WORLD IS (Y)OURS
The bridge of locks! I was most anticipating seeing this in Paris.
The bridge of locks is one of my top 5 things I saw while in Europe. It's a bridge where lovers, partners, husbands and wives write their name on a padlock and declare their endless love for each other by snapping the lock on to the bridge fence and throwing the key into the river to symbolize their unbreakable love for one another. Its just such a darling idea that has been going on for years, but occasionally the district council cuts off the wire which holds the locks because they just get far too packed and heavy over the years (I saw a lock on the bridge that was marked 2008, so they mustn't have torn down the wire in a few years)
There are apparently 2 different bridges that hold the locks; One is for lovers, and the other bridge is for long term committed partners. We only saw this bridge, so I'm not really sure how things have changed for the ol' bridge of locks. Also, if you plan on going there, this bridge is cross from the Louvre. That large building at the end of the bridge is entrance into the back courtyard of the Louvre which takes you to the main entrance.
You can see the Eiffel Tower from the bridge!
This guy made my day. He was fulfilling the ultimate Paris stereotype. A jolly fat man with a moustache and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth playing the piano accordion while you're crossing a bridge and walking over the Sienne. Needless to say, we gave him all the change we had and he just smiled and nodded with ask almost falling off his smoke & continued playing for the other lovebirds and tourists crossing the bridge.
We went to the Louvre but unfortunately didn't get to see all of it because I started feeling even more sick and needed to get back to the hotel. We stayed for a few hours and didn't even get to finish seeing one full level properly. To be honest, I wasn't particularly interested in going anyway because I just had a lot of other things I wanted to see and do that were a bit higher on my priority list, but that's what happens when you go with your family.. you have to stick with the group.
The amazing thing about the Louvre was that we literally walked right in! People were telling us to be prepared for a 2 hour wait to get in, but because it was raining and everyone ran elsewhere for shelter, the line was completely free haha The line for the women's toilets was even longer which made me laugh.
what really interested me was the art on each ceiling in the building. They were absolutely divine!
Sams awesome Sphinx photo. I just let him take the reigns with the photos and he did an awesome job, hey!
We went back to the hotel to find out how I could visit a doctor and the hotel arranged for a doctor to come over. It cost 90 Euros! 90 EUROS! Thats like $130 AUD to see a GP which made me feel even more sick! But thank god he came over because he gave me some antibiotics and I was on the mend fast.
Oh! That's another important thing to note! Pharmacies are pretty much on every corner and are easily identifiable by a fluro green cross light out the front of the store. The pharmacists are really helpful and in some cases can help you more than a doctor over here in Aus can. You walk in and tell them your symptoms and they give you the best thing you can get to help you (without needing a prescription) which I thought was really handy.
I may have to do part 3 tomorrow because it takes forever to upload these photos!
Til then, au revoir!
