Her American Girl doll went there in one of the American Girl chapter books she read and ever since then she has been talking about bonbons, croissants, pastries, and the Eiffel Tower. She has written a few “books” about traveling to Paris but this is her most recent:
(Too bad they turned me down on the adventure!)
Shoot, I’m not sure where the last page is! Sorry I have to leave that as a cliff hanger, but you get the idea:
That girl was (and still is) obsessed with Paris.
So we worked it in between Switzerland and London, and boy oh boy was this girl of ours excited about that, (ok, and so was everyone else:).
But let’s back up to the travel to get there because that’s a story in and of itself.
I bought our train tickets beforehand and had us all set ready to take the high-speed train from Zurich to Paris (faster than flying and from city center to city center which helped us out a lot). We bid farewell to the greatest hosts Tal and Anita, and arrived at the train station excited for our next adventure…
…only to find out there was a train strike in Paris and our train had been cancelled.
We had been worried about the flooding there which had been filling up the news, but didn’t think to worry about a train strike.
So we bolted to catch a train to Basel they told us would get us to Paris eventually.
In Basel we waited with a sea of other people trying to get to Paris for the next train…which was way overbooked. So they put us on a local train to Strausburg (where we wrapped up Heidi).
And eventually we made it on a train to Paris which was so overpacked there were dogs and people laying in the isles everywhere you went.
BUT we got there!
And the adventures that took us there made us extra grateful that we made it.
We figured out how to maneuver the metro system and headed to our airbnb apartment to drop off our stuff…
It was so Parisian we loved it, and it was right next to the metro stop which made it so convenient since we were only there a couple days and we had to utilize our time well.
After we dropped off our luggage we headed to Lucy’s most anticipated stop: THE EIFFEL TOWER.
It was perfect equilibrium evening.
We watched the “magic tricks” vendors were doing in the little park and basked in everyone’s excitement as we walked closer
And my favorite thing of the whole night was when Lucy made it to the second level. It’s not like it was unbearable for her, she’s actually really good at steps, but needed a little encouragement.
We could hear her sisters cheering from up above right before we got there, then this happened at the top:
Made my heart want to explode. I sure love this family of mine.
We read up on the history of that great monument and soaked in the sunset.
It was perfect to see everything in the daylight and also get to see it as it twinkled in the night sky.
Couldn’t get enough of that place.
As we walked away, warm nutella crepes in hand and sparkling eyes to match that tower, our hearts were spilling over with love for this world of ours and that we got to explore that part of it together that magical evening.