There is no doubt that the trip we are on should be about 3 days shorter…at least for everyone except me. Alas. I really enjoyed Copenhagen. A very beautiful city. Didn't love Amsterdam but now we are in Paris. I just love Paris. I love the vibe, the food, the culture, the sophistication, the whole damn thing. So it is the perfect ending to a few weeks in Europe.
Josh and I took a train from Amsterdam into Paris. So damn easy. Fred flew to Berlin for the day for a board meeting and would meet us later in Paris. Booking the hotel was my other screw-up. I booked the wrong one. It isn't the end of the world but I am definitely making sure to go through the next trip with a fine toothed comb before pulling any triggers. This reminds me of why I need to slow down and take a deep breath this summer.
Once we go to our hotel, we cleaned up and made our way out. First stop was Colette. Big sales happening in Paris right now. Soldes signs in every window. Colette used to be a little more manageable but I still do like stopping in to take a peak..and if I am lucky buy something. After Colette we walked over to Le Rubis for a glass of wine. An old school wine bar that only serves French wines and a few things to eat at lunch only.
Our dinner was on the Left Bank so we took a stroll through the Tuilleries. We are staying on the Right Bank. The last couple of times in Paris we stayed on the right because it is centrally located. Next time I might go back to the left because it is so much more mellow. The summer carnival was in full swing. I couldn't convince Josh to get on the carousel with me.
We had some time to kill so we walked over to the Jeu de Paume. Vintage photographs by Eva Besnyo. She documented the streets from her 20's starting in Berlin. She was committed to working with the press and got them a photo daily. The old school of Instragram.
They always end the meal with a few caramels just to finish you off. We loved it. We walked back to the hotel to watch the Portugal/Spain soccer match and meet up with Fred. Ended up in a local bar to watch the game and get Fred something to eat. Fred definitely got the short end of the stick that night.