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When: April 23 // Weather: 60s // Real life: Day 3 in Paris

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

asymmetrical top, ruffle one shoulder, Ray Ban Clubmasters

Day 3 in Paris! Are you ready?? In case you missed it, be sure to read about Day 1 and Day 2 first!

Day 3 started with a behind-the-scenes tour of a small bakery in Montmartre. That’s where we learned that France doesn’t have hygiene laws. Did we still eat the freshly baked croissant and baguette we got at the end? You bet your sweet derrière we did. And they were delicious.

Next up was the Louvre. Several people told me it wasn’t as good as lots of other museums and Paris, and they were right. There are too many people and it’s incredibly hard to navigate. There were just a few pieces I really wanted to see (mostly Gericault’s Raft of the Medusa), and it took for-freaking-ever to find them. Still, how could I not go to Louvre? So now I’ve been and I have the pictures to prove it.

After resting our feet and refueling at (you guessed it) a random café that ended up being really really good, we had to get to yet another small group tour. This one was a tour of rooftop bars. I know, right?! How cool. Except, well, cool but also awkward. The “small group” turned out to be just us and the tour guide, Angelo. I wish I could properly describe Angelo to you because he was quite a character, but I don’t think I’m that good of a writer. Suffice it to say that, while he was very nice, his English was not great, and that makes for a very awkward evening when it’s just you, your wife, and Angelo, sitting at a table at a hip rooftop bar at sunset in Paris. It could have been very romantic if he had just waited a few yards away, but instead we had to figure out what the hell he was trying to ask us about (the topics ranged from jazz musicians to U.S. gun control laws). But hey, at least we got a good story out of that night!

And the night was far from a waste – we saw gorgeous views, had cocktails, and once we ditched our buddy Angelo, we went down to the Eiffel Tower. I highly recommend going after the sun is down; the line to get in was really short! We didn’t go up in the tower, just pranced around taking goofy selfies underneath. I know the locals hate the thing, but it really is impressive, and if you ask me, the sparkly lights are lovely!

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Bonjour, Paris!

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When: April 22 // Weather: 80 and sunny // Real life: Day 2 in Paris

cropped white jeans, striped shirt, white Chucks, Musee Rodin

^^My Audrey Hepburn “bonjour, Paris!” moment.

cropped white jeans, striped shirt, white Chucks, Musee Rodin

cropped white jeans, striped shirt, white Chucks, Musee Rodin

cropped white jeans, striped shirt, white Chucks, Musee Rodin

cropped white jeans, striped shirt, white Chucks, Musee Rodin

In Paris, I learned to embrace air dried, “undone” hair. I wish I could say it was my choice to let go of my perfectionist tendencies, but it was actually because our electrical outlet converter ended up being too weak for hair tools. C’est la vie, right?

Day 2 in Paris was another GORGEOUS one. We started out in Saint Germain, which is somehow quaint and fancy at the same time. All the shops were closed because it was Sunday (don’t worry, we went back!), but that meant we could just wander the streets without distraction. We walked to the Musée Rodin, which took awhile because I stopped to take a photo of every cool door I saw. Turns out there are a lot of cool doors in Paris.

The Rodin museum was absolutely amazing, and it made me wonder why it got no mention from any of the many many friends who offered recommendations for our trip. I may be looking for new friends, so if you enjoy good art, wine at lunch, and early bedtimes, please send me your headshot and resume.

Next up was lunch (with wine, of course), then Place de la Concorde, which was high up on my list of must-sees because I have been obsessed with Gene Kelly and An American in Paris since I was a kid. I know the movie was just on a sound stage in California, but still. I had tried to convince Kristin to learn all the choreography before our trip, but weirdly, she did not follow through.

Our next landmark was Notre Dame. I took a whole class on Gothic architecture in college, and I finally got to see this baby in person! It’s a tad more impressive when it’s not in a PowerPoint slide. I’m glad we were there on a Sunday because we got to hear the organ and the bells. (Quasimodo, is that you??) We found Shakespeare & Co. bookstore by accident (although we had both heard of it), and it is quite possibly the coolest bookstore ever. I don’t think I can ever go in a Barnes & Noble again. Barnes & Noble doesn’t have a cat.

We ended Day 2 with one of our fancier meals, on the terrace at La Rose de France. It was almost perfect, except for the table of Americans next to us who were discussing politics. EXCUSEZ-MOI, WE CAME HERE TO GET AWAY FROM THAT.

Those were all the big things from Day 2, but I know I’m missing some of the little things we saw and did along the way. Did I mention Paris is full of magic at every turn?

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