I’ve been to Paris before and it’s one of my favourite cities in the world, hands down. I think I’ve watched Midnight in Paris like 10 times and it still puts me in a trance every single time…
Paris just has so much to offer (aside from the odd rude French person, but I’m gonna let that one slide), and it’s just so incredibly beautiful. I spent a quick two nights there now as part of my Euro trip – you can call it a quick “booty call” I guess – en route from Belgium to Ibiza.
Because we had just come from a 4 day rock festival which left us feeling totally pooped and in desperate need of a warm shower, we really just wanted to get to our hotel, clean up and have a chilled night. Sounds simple, no? Well… our hotel, Hotel Lebron, which we had booked through Booking.com decided to give our room away without informing us before hand. They wanted us to stay there for one night and then move to another hotel a couple of blocks away for the 2nd night. The thought of unpacking and repacking and unpacking again was just way too frustrating. So we said OK, then let us rather stay at the other hotel for the full 2 nights if it has the same facilities, rating, etc. The lady promised us that this was the case, but upon arrival at the second hotel (for the record: we had to walk, it was 30 degrees, and we had all our heavy luggage with us) we realised that in fact it was a 2 star compared to the 3 star that we booked AND we had to pay for wifi. Aaarrgggh! Let’s just say a huge battle ensued, but we finally got them to refund us for the wifi and things were kinda OK cause our room was at least decent. But ja, I will certainly NOT recommend Hotel Lebron to anyone…. ever.
With that stress out of the way and the #VoDKa2013 crew smelling all fresh again, we decided to head out. We bought some wine, cheese & bread at a little supermarket around the corner from our hotel and headed up to chill on the grass outsite the Basílica du Sacré-Cœur (aka Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris) to exhale and take in the view. This was followed by some casual street browsing in the Montmarte area and another round of wine at a little cafe before hitting those pillows (hard) back at the hotel.
It was in three words: the perfect evening. But let me rather give all of that to you in pictures, cause I know you guys like pictures 🙂 , here goes:
Way more Paris sights to come in the next post or two. So stay tuned.
xxx
2 comments
Great photos – and I’ve had a very similar hotel experience in France. I still love rude Parisians though.
Yeah, you simply just have to 😉