After a good nights’ rest, we woke up to a lovely breakfast. I enjoyed the breakfast in this hotel very much. We stayed in the Hauteville Opera, and although it was a bit of a walk in from the main road, it was relatively new as they recently upgraded it, according to their website. This hotel was booked via Dynasty Travel during the NATAS fair as part of a package which included airfare and 2 nights’ stay in Paris city. It was at a pretty convenient location as the L'Open Tour bus, much like our Hippotours in Singapore, had a stop at the main road outside where we stayed. We decided to go with that, as I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to walk distances. That would have given us the chance to hop on n off the bus along the routes and it covered most of the landmarks which we planned to visit.
So right after our breakfast, we left on our outing. What was not to be expected was the sudden downpour when we were waiting for the bus to arrive. It was too heavy to be without an umbrella so just steps away was a shop which sold travel bags etc, and we had to buy them there. Wow, €5/6 for each brolly!
The bus came packed with passengers but we managed to get on. We couldn’t go on our itinerary as planned because time was wasted at each stop, with people getting on and off and buying tickets from the driver and at times, driver disappearing off for a few minutes. When we arrived at the Louvre, I decided that we should get off rather than go to the Eiffel Tower. Princess bought a book a few months’ back and I thought it’d be good to get her prepared for the trip, and the excitement she’d get when she could see in the ‘flesh’, the places mentioned by the two little characters. It might not have been as exciting if I had just taken her around to see these monuments. Well, the plan worked and she enjoyed the anticipation of it. She wanted to do as the characters did, and climb the Eiffel, see the Mona Lisa, and eat crepes. We didn’t make it to a creperie but we got ours from a kiosk just outside our hotel. She loved both the Nutella and banana combi, as well as the jambon fromage one. She learnt words like bonjour, merci (beaucoup) , au revoir, etc. One thing I could tell that she liked Paris very much was that we were walking non-stop for 8hrs in a row and she never once complained.
We decided to proceed to Pompidou Centre but made a big detour and couldn’t find it. Instead, we made our way to Notre Dame which was a blessing in disguise. There was a baking exhibition going on and it was all so interesting with all the different types of bakes on display, artisan breads etc. We came across a corner where they made baguettes and saw some little child chefs trying their hand out at shaping the dough. Checked if Princess could have a go and she could. How fun! Except the only problem was that the chef couldn’t speak a word of English and Princess couldn’t speak a word of French. Daddy wasn’t of any help at all as his French was given back to his teachers after he left school. While the chef was teaching the other little ones what to do, ours was left in the corner, lost. Luckily for her, another chef was passing by and came to her help. She made a little heart-shaped pretzel-looking thing and could collect her bread in 20mins after baking. It was the most delicious bread I’ve ever eaten, fresh from the oven, and in their country of origin. Also handmade by little Princess. Yummy!
We had dinner in Hard Rock Cafe that evening. Hubby likes his burgers and fries, not so much into French food.