WARNING: I did so much in Paris this will be a two post city! (No complaints lol)
Who didn't love this film? |
850 years of Notre Dame! |
So
if any of you readers had a childhood like mine, you grew up watching The
Hunchback Of Notre
Dame, and thinking about Paris. Now full disclosure, I have
never been someone who really wanted to go to Paris. Horror stories about
issues with the French, pickpockets, and problems over all had turnd me off of
the idea. And then I found out I had gotten my dream of moving to Bulgaria- I
thought wow, I’m not wasting a minute of this. Now not wasting time means
living up every occasion and I set out to figure where I would want to spend
New years and just like that I thought of Anastasia and the fireworks over the
Eiffel Tower. (Which btw DON’T HAPPEN.) But anyways I decided to spend New
Years in Paris.
How I party ;) |
Isn't it pretty? |
I
lucked out the second my bus got in I found someone on my bus that had a metro
map and helped me figure out how to get where I needed to go, and a few women
with metro passes that were leaving the city passed them on to another woman
and myself. I got on the metro and figured out how to switch lines and get all
around. Made it to my hostel near the Sacre Couer and settled in. Immediately I
met my room mates, these two lovely women from New Zealand who are both
Chemistry teachers and just fantastic company. Seriously, I have the best luck
meeting people in hostels. They gave me advice on where to go in the area and
after I unpacked I decided to make good use of that metro pass and headed to
the Arc du Triomphe.
Now
I figured that my mom was sad she couldn’t see me take in these places that she
saw in the 70’s, so I had my phone ready to a picture of my face the first time
I saw both that and the Eiffel Tower.
That way my mom could feel like she was
really there. Then I tried to actually get to the Arc du Triomphe. SERIOUSLY IT
ISN’T EASY! I met a couple from Kansas, they asked me to take their picture and
I heard about their lives while they then returned the awesome favor and I
clung to a lamp post having fun. Then they directed me towards where the tours
went to get across. And FINALLY I found a tunnel to get there. Thanks to my BG
visa I also got in for free- I am VERY persuasive- then I headed up the very
steep steps and made some more friends along the way!
Singing in Paris! |
Mom I made it! |
There are multiple levels of things to do.
Which helps when you have a fear of barrier heights like I do. (Side note: It’s
a real thing, my godfather understands this, back off Kate.) I got to see other
monuments like it around the world on an interactive screen, view statues and
even miniature versions. Then head up to the top and see the beauty of
Paris! I saw a giant Ferris wheel
from afar, the Christmas markets, the Tower, everything that as lit up was fair
game for this gorgeous view. Eventually I descended and took more pictures from
the ground before making my way to the Eiffel Tower. Which btw is super
intimidating! I knew I couldn’t climb it the first day, I was just too tired,
so instead I crossed the Seine, and climbed the stairs to get a better view to
yell “Mom I made it!” Then I took in the Christmas festival and headed home to
get ready for the next day! Which was New Years Eve.
I surrender! |
Problem with Paris? Things change, just
because they can. My hostel had called Notre Dame and The Eiffel Tower and told
me when they were meant to close. LIES. I went to the Sacre Couer in the
morning and climbed the steps to the top and took in New Years Eve mass, then I
walked around artists alley, and headed to the Catacombs. Which were-you
guessed it- closed. So I headed to Notre Dame and got inside which was
gorgeous, only to be told you can’t climb to the top from inside you have to
get in line outside. But, when I got in line outside they decided to close
early, without notice. Yep. 0 for 2 Paris. Then I head to the Eiffel Tower to
climb it and they decided that it took 3 hours to
climb (IT DOESN’T) and that
they wanted to close even earlier than 11:30, so at before 6 p.m. no I couldn’t
get a ticket. Can’t even handle it.
I JUST WANT TO CLIMB |
Yum |
Thus I got delicious churros with nutella and
went back to my hostel. Where my roommates were getting ready to get Indian
food, which I have missed very much. They kindly invited me to join and we had
a great time annoying the restaurant owner who wouldn’t believe that we could
actually eat dinner in less than 2 hours when
he needed our table back. Oy Vey.
I stayed up until midnight on the steps of the Sacre Couer with these soldiers
from Turkey that I met in my hostel. It was a weird night, some broken bottle
fight broke out and the fireworks were rather disappointing. But I rang in the
new year 6 hours before my family did. I kept thinking of how I always watch
New Years from the couch at home and I see the new year around the world in
recap but this year I was going to be a part of it. Really cool.
Some of the crowd! |
I then went to bed so I could take on my “huge”
undertaking of the year. If I couldn’t end 2013 on top
of the Eiffel Tower, I
would start 2014 there!
It's a Hakuna Matata Moment |
Now my Nunny told me not to climb to the top
but to take the elevator. But I was determined to climb for two reasons.
1: I could represent my Nunny and Nana who
didn’t climb to the top
Not even near the top! haha |
2: I could
fulfill a promise I made to myself at 12 when I watched Tuck Everlasting . In
it Jesse takes Winnie to the top of his rock mountain and this conversation
happens:
Jesse: There it is.
[Pointing to a mountain]
Winnie: This is the Eiffel Tower?
Jesse: The one in Paris - it's pretty tall. Mine is two
feet higher.
Winnie: [They start to climb the
mountain] Have you really seen the real one in Paris?
Jesse: Yes I have. And climbed 1.652 stairs to the top.
Much easier than this. You doin' all right?
Winnie: I think so
Jesse: You're doin' great. Here
[Gives her a helping hand]
Winnie: If I went to the Eiffel Tower I would take one
of those elevators.
Jesse: Not with me! You'd take of your shoes and walk
up every single, solitary step.
Don't Look Down! |
Winnie: How old are you?
Jesse: You really wanna know?
Winnie: Yes.
Jesse: 104
Winnie: I'm serious.
Jesse: So am I!
[Thinks about it]
Jesse: Let's just call it 17.
Well I am no
longer 17 or 15 which is how old she was in the book. However, I wanted to make
sure I walked up every single solitary step. So that’s what I did.
Irony here
is I dislocated my Ankle at Dracula’s ball on November 1st, and
January 1st I’m
climbing up the Eiffel Tower. How cool is that?
Look at that view! |
A few fireworks from New Years |
There were some annoying parts, like parents
who let their kids run wild, or people who stood in the middle of the stairs
just talking…yep. But I made it to the first landing and took tons of pictures.
Then went up to the second and really took it all in. A nice man took my
picture for my mom, and I took one of him and his two boys! Lovely exchange. I
walked around inside, then took the elevator (there are no more stairs, I didn’t
cheat haha) to the top and faced, yet again, my fear of barrier heights…and
that is where I will leave you for now. Because if I’m gonna leave you
somewhere it may as well be at the top of the world ;)
Tonight’s song is: You’re The Top, with
Barbara Streisand and Ryan O’Neal from one of my top 5 films- What’s Up Doc?
1972. Because I did leave you at the top ;)
Anna
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