Paris is always a dream destination. I often hear about how lovely the city of lights is and always see Eiffel Tower in television, magazine and social media. So I thought, why not go to Paris and just see it for myself? I think it’s better to see the Iron Lady once than seeing it a thousand times on advertisements or almost everywhere – from bags, shirts, notebooks to accessories.
A wet sunshine greeted me when I arrived in Paris Nord train station. Lost in the crowd, I gathered enough confidence to speak in French and asked a policeman for directions going to Saint Denis Metro. He smiled, gave me a Paris Map and started to give directions very fast that I didn’t understand. I still need to learn and practice French language. “Je suis desole, je ne comprends pas, est-ce-que vous parlez anglais?”. He smiled again and gave me directions slowly in English. I don’t know if I should be embarrassed or what, but any way, at least I tried..hehe
I made my way to Saint-Denis Université, where my host lives. With 2 transfers, I noticed that the metro is a maze full of beautiful and handsome people in a hurry. I arrived at my host’s house, rested a bit and had a conversation about Parisian life. I lost track of time and hurriedly went to Eiffel Tower.
Grey skies and rain drops accompanied me on my way to Champ de Mars where Eiffel Tower is. I walked aimlessly and passed by Grand Palais and Petit Palais.
I ended up walking in Pont Alexandre III. From that bridge, I saw the iconic landmark I dreamed about.
I crossed the bridge and then policemen came out from nowhere. There was a rally and they were securing the area. I changed my route going to the tower and got lost. I asked someone in french again how to go to Tour de Eiffel and thankfully, I understood what she said. Yeay! (it’s just left, straight, right..lol)
So I arrived at the back of Eiffel tower; I was in awe of her beauty.
I stayed around the area, walked around and ate crepe filled with chocolate while watching the merry go round.
After an hour and a half, I entered this stunning architecture and saw the city of lights from the second floor. The view was spectacular; my photo can’t justify the beauty of this city.
It’s almost midnight and I have to go back to my host’s place before the train turns into a pumpkin. But I am no Cinderella so I took my time and bought street food and ate it on my way home.
The train to Saint-Denis Université seemed like forever. I sat on the window seat and just browsed the photos I took from my phone until I reached the last station. I can’t help but smile because I finally saw Eiffel Tower. It’s not just a figurine or a replica, it’s the real one!
I am so happy that I decided to go to Paris. Even if I’m alone in the city of love, it’s okay. The romantic vibe was just perfect for me and french ..food!