Goodbye, Iceland! It’s been grand.
Flying out of Reykjavik and into Paris (CDG) via WOW Air was super smooth, with the flight lasting around 4 hours. It’s evening time in Paris upon arrival, and it was my very first time in the city of love.
So, Jinna, what the hell did you do for four days?
1. Well I obviously went to see the Eiffel Tower.
…And did a little jump during the day.
Then checked out some of the delicious security guards
Then went back to see her in all her glory at night.
After a day of exploring and a long dinner, we walked back over to the Eiffel Tower around 9pm and sat at a spot so peaceful and quiet. It was a beautiful sight, and there were groups of friends just sitting, talking and enjoying the weather. I had forgotten what it felt like to just sit and stare out, take time to think and appreciate the stillness of the night.
…And then I came back and made a little gif for you guys to see the awesome twinkling lights.
2. Took the time to stroll through the beautiful streets of Paris.
Getting lost can be a glorious feeling when you’re surrounded by beautiful buildings. I wasn’t sure where I was going, and for a lot of my time here in Paris I didn’t have a real itinerary. I hadn’t planned for Paris as much as I had for Iceland, but I enjoyed wandering and discovering places that allowed me to immerse myself into the city.
3. Got all romantical on the lock bridge… by myself.
It rained and for the first time I didn’t mind it at all. There’s something about the rain that makes a place that much more special.
4. Strolled over to see the Louvre.
Then did another #jumpjinna for the camera.
5. Hopped on the metro to check out the Galleries Lafayette, which has the most epic ceilings of all department-store time. This place is like a Barney’s or Bergdorf Goodman on crack. I couldn’t believe how intricately beautiful this building was. There are levels upon levels of designer apparel and accessories. The main cosmetics floor has the best view of the ceiling – although a lot of people are trying to spray you with perfume/cologne, take a second to stop (without getting trampled by the crowds) and look up. Just make sure you have good balance.
On the way to the next destination, we ran into these guys.
6. Had a wonderful half-french, half-english conversation with a taxi driver on the way to a random local bar outside of the Champs-Elysees.
Getting around Paris was easier than I had expected it to be – the lessons from the 5 years of French I took in high school started coming back to me bit by bit, making it easier to ask for directions and information. Getting around on the metro was a breeze.
We didn’t get a chance to go inside any of the museums, try out macarons or stuff our faces with too many fresh-baked croissants. I do know that I will be going back, possibly to work or even live there for a few months. There was just so much to do, and four days wasn’t nearly enough to soak in everything this city had to offer. I don’t know exactly what it was, but I did feel at home here. Bon nuit, mes amies.
Thank you so much for reading.