“I can’t believe Ratatouille was filmed here” – @im_ana_boat
My heart cracks a little every time I leave, and I go with a stronger desire than ever to return. AKA I’ll probably be taking some French classes next fall that have nothing to do with my plethora of majors and minors. *Sigh*
Airbnb is the best way to do Paris when you’re a struggling student but still don’t want to sleep in a hostel with a “spider infestation” and floors that were “crispy with insects” (shoutout to my friends that slept here in 3 layers of clothes to combat the frigid air a la cracked window in the corner). SO, #advicefromaddi is to search Airbnb until you pull at least 2 finger muscles and finally settle on a spot central enough to avoid the metro but cheap enough to keep your credit card from screaming in your wallet. Our 5th floor walkup in the Quartier Latin was just such a place. I think I was visibly vibrating with happiness when I caught the view of the Eiffel Tour through our penthouse* (*read attic) window. That being said, do NOT bring a 40 pound suitcase to a 5-story walk-up. Do. Not.
This was my first visit to beautiful Paris without the heat of July beating down on me, and I must say I do enjoy the winter version of the city of love quite immensely. Freezing rain I could do without, but that didn’t keep me from smiling through every last drop.
Places you’ve most likely already seen on every girl that ever went to Paris’s Instagram:
In the Louvre alone, you could spend a few millenia digging through Leonardo, Gericault, and Delacroix, oh my! But I wanted to fend off the D’Orsay this time around and begin to explore the more specific, coherent collections of the city. So for this trip, I managed to squeeze in the Museé Picasso just before the long metro ride to the airport. Can you say #obsessed?
The museum is located in the beautiful Hôtel Salé tucked deep in Le Marais (not a bad Sunday morning stroll at that). Art Nerd Bonus: photos allowed!!! I snagged some pics of my favorites along with a movie I plan to watch, you know, one of those things that you feel like you definitely should have known about before the first time you heard of it and so now are desperately looking to watch so you don’t feel totally like an uncultured swine? ***This Happens To Me A Lot***
Looking for some fitness during a weekend away? How about 284 steps up L’Arc de Triomphe to make you feel like an 82-year-old chainsmoker with bad asthma? Just remember: by faking a language barrier, waving a student ID card that says Madrid on it, and an adequate amount of confused-American-face, you can convince a lot of people that you are an EU citizen student and skip the entrance fees. These tactics have worked at Sainte Chapelle, L’Arc, and the Museé Picasso if you’re doubting my moves.
Because I STILL don’t have a phone and my Rebel didn’t fit nicely into my going-out bag, I don’t have any pics from Montmartre, but you should still make the journey while in town. Sacre Cœur at night (and its inherent b’dass view of the city) is not to be missed. Also if you’re a Moulin Rouge fan, that still exists too, but like, definitely don’t take your kids.
If you’re not ready to bluff your way through ticket fees, take a walk near the Pompidou and you’ll happen across plenty of eye-pleasing, establishment-bashing street pieces.
And of course, what is Paris without the food? Pretend you’re a Frenchie and get the crêpe with lemon and sugar – fair warning, you won’t be able to go back.
One of my favorite-est movies (probably because I relate well to the key flaw in the lead character), Midnight in Paris, says quite correctly “Paris the most beautiful in the rain”. Don’t let the weather scare you away, there is no such thing as an ugly Paris.