The Next stop on our trip was Paris, France. Here we met our friends John and Jess and touristed our butts off! Paris is probably the city we did the most walking and the most Ubering… because we are dumb and didn’t realize how good their transit system was until literally our last day! Although we ate and drank to our hearts content, I’m pretty sure we all lost a couple of pounds from walking.
Our flight landed at about 1:30 pm and John had booked our tour of the catacombs for 2 pm. Now, I know this sounds silly, but it was amazing as we had forgot to book the now sold out tour and John had managed to basically get us one to avoid a lineup that stretched more than entire block. We landed and got on the train into Paris that put us about 100 ft from the catacombs. There was only one problem, well four actually, our bags. These were no ordinary bags as we don’t pack lightly. I found a hotel that was close on google that looked reputable, Hotel Du Lion, and asked to store our bags. The receptionist was amazing and allowed us to store all our 1000 lbs of luggage in the back room. I didn’t stay there but I think I would as it looked very nice from what I saw.
Then we sprinted to the catacombs and arrived promptly at 3 pm, an hour after our tour. Once at the catacombs we met our best friends and “SQUAD”, Jess and John, who were holding a spot at the front of the line for about 2 hours. While Leigh and I got to bypass the line, they had waited patiently to ensure we didn’t miss our tour… luckily it was just with headphones not an actual tour guide. I fully recommend you do the catacombs, a highlight of Paris for sure. We took many pictures down there with no flash as we didn’t want to damage anything. John mistakenly used the flash while taking a picture and soon after developed a rash, likely from some sort of curse. With the catacombs complete it was time to hit a wine shop! With four bottles of wine purchased and two left in a local McDonalds it was on to our next adventure in Paris… missing our Eifel Tower tour.
So yaaaaa, by the time we got back to our Airbnb, got ready, and looked for a camera battery, we made ourselves late… again. This time there was no one waiting inline for us, so we did miss our tour, all $250 bucks worth. This put everyone in a hungry and slightly testy mood so there was only one option, wine and beer in a park overlooking the Eifel Tower. After a quick drink and a photo-op we headed for our dinner reservation, and there was no way we were being late for this one.
As it was Leigh’s birthday the previous day, John and Jess were treating us to one of the best meals on our entire trip. The restaurant was Chez Pippo, a delicious Italian place about 15 min walk from the Eiffel Tower. This was the last stop before heading back to the apartment for a few rounds of euchre and getting yelled at by the neighbor… who later apologized for their mistake with a nice note and a bottle of wine.
Stay tune for part 2 of Paris and the beginning of Amsterdam!