Bonjour!So I spent ages organising my holiday photos to share some here, but have been denied the upload by posterous, apparently the post would be too high. So fuck you posterous, I'm looking to move myself to a new blog host. No food pictures, that will just make me hungry when I look back.I've been awful, really really bold and undisciplined. Which is quite out of character for me. Even since getting home. Anyway, I'll go through the photos before I start on what's happened since.
Getting to Paris was fucking hell. It took ten hours from leaving our house in north belfast to get to the hotel room. That was due to various delays in the airport due to the strikes that were happening the previous day, and also, more frustratingly, due to the fact that once you get to the airport in Paris you have to get the train to actually get into Paris, and the ticket machines take coins only. Made even more frustrating when the tickets are 18euro.
But we eventually made it to the hotle, I was in the most foul mood ever, I was tired, grumpy, sick (I'm a terrible traveller and the travel sickness tablets I take work, but not when you travel for that length of time, and the side affects are annoying too) and hating what I still believe to be a backwards country (and I'm Irish, so that's some statement).
I wasn't in the mood to leave the hotel, but we were too hungry not too, so we left and went on a search and found the most incredible little italian restaurant ever, I do love eating out, and I love how in mainland Europe it's done so well, you're never rushed, you get your drinks, olives or bread, starter, main, dessert and coffee. In that we had some wine, Gav a pizza, me a lasagne and coffee afterwards. You probably know by now that I adore tea and coffee, it's a bit odd how much I just love it. And I loved how the french love their espressos as much as I do, so every day I was there, I had at least one. That first meal was just what we needed that first evening just to calm ourselves down, relax and begin to enjoy our holiday.
The first proper day then was Saturday, we spent it at the modern art museum, notre dame, an evening boat tour down the seine (the first photo in this set was taken on the tour) and a beautiful meal in a wee Greek restaurant before climbing the top of the Eiffel tower.
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