Chloe has been in Paris about as long as I've been is Brussels, and like me, she spoke French before coming. So, basically, she knew every good place to eat all weekend. If I had to sum up the trip, the 3 lasting memories would be:
3) The food we ate.
Turkish sandwiches, crepes, croissants, falafel, more crepes, Chipotle burritos (!!!), frites, even a steak on Sunday night, it was just generally delicious.
|As good as Boca or Anna's? NO! But still great|
|Birds under the Tower|
|All this could make me think of was the end of The Da Vinci Code|
|Outside the Louvre|
|This is typical of the beauty of every single building in Paris|
In no city have I spent as much time underground than I did in 2.5 days in Paris. There are like 18 different lines, and unlike, for example, New York, where the subways run pretty much north-south, the Parisian lines run in any and all directions...except, of course, between where we were and where we wanted to go. And, unlike any sane system, when two Parisian metro lines share a station, you have to walk at least half a mile to get from one to the other. I'm not exaggerating: many of the walkways were so long, they had moving walkways like they have all over Atlanta's airport. We legitimately spent five hours on the metro. Tiring, crowded, dark, and dirty.
|Upside: Game of Thrones posters everywhere!|
In the end, of course, we had a great trip. Hanging out with Chloe (and her other American friends) was great. For the first time in over a month I had someone to chat with, to compare my experiences, to make fun of Europe with, and most importantly, to talk about Chop Point with. Chloe and a couple friends are gonna try to visit Brussels in April, so now I'm trying to think of ways I can possibly make Belgium as exciting, alive, and fun as Paris. I'll probably just make Marco cook for them and they'll be happy.
|The coolest statue we saw, of Charles de Gaulle, had this inscribed on the side|