Wednesday, December 25th 2013
Christmas morning I woke up SO early because of Danilees alarm clock. She literally can sleep through anything, so she sets herself like 7 alarms and each time I would wake up at the first sound of it and Danilee would be snoozin' away. So, I got up and was ready by about 8. We waited for Lizza to be ready then headed to the Luxumbugh gardens. The garden was huge, and there were many people running, or sitting enjoying the sunny, crisp Christmas morning. It was beautiful, but I bet it is breathtaking in the Spring time.
On the way back, I got another nutella crepe because yolo. I need to try a lemon one still, because those are Madisons favorite. Since we had such a bad time on the Metro, and it was Christmas and didn't want to spoil the day, we took taxi's to the Eiffel Tower. We ordered prepaid tickets, so we could beat the loooong line and go on the elevator to the top, but we had an hour till our reservation. So, we took cheesy tourist pictures to pass the time duh.
The eiffel tower is HUGE. Just one of the legs is like 4 of my houses. It was freezing cold, windy with some rain. The higher we went, the colder it got. When we reached the second floor, everyone got off the elevator and had to go wait in another line for the elevator that goes to the top. I got supes nervous at the very very top because i'm afraid of heights, but the view was amazing and definitely worth it. It took about a minute and a half going up from the second floor. I kept thinking it was going to stop, but we just kept going up, up, up. It's ridiculously high.
For dinner we went to Pauls. It had the first line we had to wait in, so we thought it was going to be really good. Pauls is France's version of a chain restaurant. I think we will be sticking to cute little family owned ones from now one. The food was pretty awful. During our dinner these girls sitting next to us were making fun of us in French, they called my hat silly, and made fun that we are American. Camille understood most of what they were saying. So mean. Also, these three women got in a verbal fight at the table across from us. They never raised there voices, but from what I could understand it had something to do with one of them making a rude remark about the other. The waiter had to break it up. All of us wished we payed more attention in French class, so we could understand what they were saying. We went back to the flat and gave each other small christmas presents and had this traditional French Christmas treat. It was such a wonderful Christmas. I'm so thankful to have spent it here in this wonderful city, with my favorite people .
Lizza had to get in on the action.
Then, we took the scenic route back to our flat.
We came across this beautiful old Cathedral, that was being restored. It had this amazing fountain, so we made Christmas wishes.
On the way back, I got another nutella crepe because yolo. I need to try a lemon one still, because those are Madisons favorite. Since we had such a bad time on the Metro, and it was Christmas and didn't want to spoil the day, we took taxi's to the Eiffel Tower. We ordered prepaid tickets, so we could beat the loooong line and go on the elevator to the top, but we had an hour till our reservation. So, we took cheesy tourist pictures to pass the time duh.
The eiffel tower is HUGE. Just one of the legs is like 4 of my houses. It was freezing cold, windy with some rain. The higher we went, the colder it got. When we reached the second floor, everyone got off the elevator and had to go wait in another line for the elevator that goes to the top. I got supes nervous at the very very top because i'm afraid of heights, but the view was amazing and definitely worth it. It took about a minute and a half going up from the second floor. I kept thinking it was going to stop, but we just kept going up, up, up. It's ridiculously high.
This is the Eiffel Towers Christmas tree. All the ornaments are mini Eiffel Towers. I. Die.
For dinner we went to Pauls. It had the first line we had to wait in, so we thought it was going to be really good. Pauls is France's version of a chain restaurant. I think we will be sticking to cute little family owned ones from now one. The food was pretty awful. During our dinner these girls sitting next to us were making fun of us in French, they called my hat silly, and made fun that we are American. Camille understood most of what they were saying. So mean. Also, these three women got in a verbal fight at the table across from us. They never raised there voices, but from what I could understand it had something to do with one of them making a rude remark about the other. The waiter had to break it up. All of us wished we payed more attention in French class, so we could understand what they were saying. We went back to the flat and gave each other small christmas presents and had this traditional French Christmas treat. It was such a wonderful Christmas. I'm so thankful to have spent it here in this wonderful city, with my favorite people .
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