I thought I'd sum up the two weekends we've spent in Paris but since I have to write everything out in a long (hopefully not boring though) manner I'd already written a decent amount of only our first day two weeks ago... mölapidamatus - what can you do...
The first thing we did in Paris (tourist time now) was to stand in a queue for roughly 2 hours. Obviously Mr. Whiny whined a lot when he saw the length of the queue but I forced him to stay put. It was to the catacombs, it was cloudy with a brief rainshower so if you have to queue that was the perfect timing. Our queueing time could partly be blamed on me as I was too lazy to get up at god knows what time in the morning to get there by 9, so I think we got there between 10-11 and managed to get into the catacombs between 12 and 1PM...
In the catacombs there is a lot of walking to do (to tell you the history of the tunnels themselves) before the actual "attraction" - the bones. The best adjective to describe it would most probably be creepy... it's not scary but the first time you see the enourmous amount of human bones and skulls you'll be taken aback, atleast I was.... The skulls were the creepiest parts of it because that resembles most to a human being. Some of the skulls were broken, as in smashed in (probably because stupid people want to touch every single thing and don't realize that when a thousand people touch it, the object will be ruined for good). By the time you reach the exit the novelty wears off and the endless stacks of bones - about shoulder high - is nothing to gasp at anymore, or maybe I have a short attention/excitement span ;)
After spending half a day in the catacombs we had lunch (luckily in Paris there are a lot of places who serve food non-stop - traditionally it's siesta time from 2-7PM in France so don't expect to get any proper food during these hours in most places) and then made our way to the Arc de Triomphe. Where we got a bit lost because we couldn't find the underground tunnel that leads to it - there are no pedestrian crossings on the roundabout. Needless to say it was right under our noses... I finally notice having wandered a bit further from it. Before we took to the tunnel a dance show was happening on the Champs-Elysée and I wanted to see that. Young poor street dancers trying to make money with their dance skills kinda thing. As a suspicious and cynical person as I am, I told Mr.Special to keep a firm eye on his belongings - the perfect place to steal something when you're concentrating on something! And I had my mind set on leaving before their dance was over - this was easy to do because I wasn't impressed at all! Basic hip-hop, breakdance moves I'd say, when trying to leave a guy put his hand on my chest for a second - "Give money give money" Pfffftt! Helll no, seen far better dancing for free! He wasn't pushy so nothing to be afraid of but it proves exactly my point - everyone is out for your money (and stealing your phone and god knows what else).
We visited Arc de Triomphe right after D-day, so there was a huge French flag waving in/under it. I liked it a lot :) There was quite a tiny queue (compared to the catacombs queue that is) to go in it but since neither of us knew what lies inside and if it's worth him paying 8 euros for it - free for me, yay go young people!!!! We decided to go back another day. Later walking down on the Champs-Elysée we saw people on top of the Arch, so that's why you need to pay... I will go there defo!!! It's like a disease for me already :D If I can go ontop of abuilding or just high up to see the view I will. I need to! I feel incomplete if I don't (this does not include the Eiffel tower - where all the advanced tickets are pretty much sold out and the only way to get up there is to queue for hours).
After sitting under the Arch (it was a hot day) for a while and seeing a Danish television come to film someone (warveteran?) to bring flowers to the Arch we decided to go have a nice walk down the Champs-Elysée. I chose the wrong side (where we wouldn't be under direct sunlight) apparently because all the cool shops were on the other side - I hear about the Mercedes shop he didn't get to go to to this day! But we did go to a fancy tea shop Kusmi I think it's name was, where they offered us some tea to taste, so good, but too expensive to buy :( Obviously Mr. Whiny didn't like it at all "That's not tea!" where's the milk etc etc etc etc. Disgusting in his not so humble opinion that thought there is only one tea in this world (the black tea they drink in the UK with milk).
Then I discovered that maybe I would've actually enjoyed going into the Mercedes shop :D lol because we did go into the citroen shop and it was beyond my expectations of just a cars dealer, they had a peculiar racing car on display, then mini models of the cars for kids etc. And obviously a couple of real cars that you could sit in to - the first time Mr. Special has sat in a car with the steering wheel on the wrong side :D And they had a free photobooth - 3 pictures in flag colours, there were 2 families waiting to get their photos taken and the first one in the booth took sooooo long that we decided to come back another day. I've always wanted to take photos like that although I don't know what faces I'll make - you can't just sit there normally - that's too boring!
While walking there I noticed one Asian girl pulling a strange face as if dropped something etc and then saw a gypsy girl grinning maliciously... Apparently she had tried to trip over the Asian girl. What a brat! And then she has the audacity to beg for money with her clipboard... When in Paris be suspicious of the people who are asking for money. For the most part it isn't a genuine cry for help....
On that sour note I will end todays post, others will follow shortly ;)
Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...