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Evening on the Seine |
Some final thoughts . . .
- Would I rent an apartment again or stay in a hotel? I would say for the length of time I was in Paris (10 nights), I would definitely rent an apartment again. Although it wasn't a huge space, it was far more spacious than most hotel rooms and having a fully equipped kitchen was a perk when I wanted to eat in. The washer/dryer was also a bonus. And the price was less than I would have paid at a hotel.
- Would I go back in the winter? Absolutely! I think I was a bit spoiled with the great weather in Paris this past winter and had it been raining everyday, I may feel otherwise. But the quiet of the city, the lack of lines and throngs of tourists . . . it definitely fit my personality being there in the off season.
- What did I enjoy the most? Walking along the Seine on a brilliant, sunny, Sunday evening. Wandering around Pere Lachaise with merely a dozen or so other tourists. Seeing the Chartres cathedral for the first time. Coming home and knowing that I now have a warm familiarity of this city that I love so much.
- What did I dislike? Arc du Triomphe and Champs Elysees . . . busy, overcrowded with way too many tourists. Dining out alone at night. I really did feel alone and wished for someone to share memories of the day's adventure with. Dog poop on the sidewalks. Why don't Parisians pick up after their pups??!!
- What did I wish I would have done? Gone out more at night. Photography is my hobby and I wished I would have done some night photography of the architecture lit up by the famous Parisian floodlights. I was a bit apprehensive being alone and, being under the weather for a good part of my trip, I was pretty exhausted at night.
- As far as speaking the language . . . I have a very minimal French vocabulary but I knew how to ask for tickets and transportation directions. I am very adept at ordering a glass of red wine! I can get by in a restaurant just fine. I know the pleasantries of Bon Jour, Au Revoir, Merci and always Sil Vous Plait. But . . . it was very apparent to the Parisians that I did not speak French as they almost always responded in English.
I may add to these bullets as I reminisce about my time in Paris but for now, this is it. Vive la France!