Laundry in Paris! How romantic!
One of our smarter decisions was to pack light. Greg took a small backpack and I took a rolling carry-on. In hindsight, I should have just used a backpack as he suggested: cobblestone struggles are real! Because we were light on a space, we didn't have lots of clothing options, and we ended up doing laundry twice. It was totally worth the few hours it took to deal with laundry when we were lugging our luggage through all the subway systems.
I digress, back to Paris. We visited the Louvre, the Tuileries Garden, the Royal Palace. Lovely little walks. Luckily we had good weather on this day. Of course we had to stop for more Parisian desserts: macaroons and eclairs. I was very excited for the eclairs, but all the ones I got were filled with chocolate, hence my sad face. I learned very quickly that chocolate in France is dark chocolate, not milk that I love. We went to Angelina's because we heard the hot chocolate is fabulous. Greg certainly loved it, but it was a bit bitter for me. I think next time I want hot chocolate, I'll stick to Hatch Chocolates in the Avenues- they offer both dark and milk. :)
We took the long walk from the Louvre to the Arc de Triomphe and goodness, that road is busy! I've been to New York a few times, but I've never felt so claustrophobic as I did on the street in Paris! The Champs-Elysees is one of the big fashion centers in the world, and it's also the street where they end the Tour de France (Greg's knowledge, not mine). As we were walking along, I saw a Disney store, so we went in and took a little break from the foot traffic.
The Arc de Triomphe was lovely. And much bigger than I had imagined. Right as we walked up to it, a huge storm was rolling in. We felt a few rain drops so we took the fastest selfies and ran into the metro station right as it started pouring rain. Good planning, Greg!
As we were riding home, we started thinking about all the sweets we'd been eating and how we both felt pretty sick. Greg said, "I feel like I'm malnourished. Like I need vegetables." He hit the nail on the head. We had been flying around trying to eat all the carbs Paris had to offer, that we had forgotten how we still need balance. So I steamed some broccoli and green beans for dinner, with a little baguette on the side. We felt very Parisian sitting in our little apartment with the windows and curtains wide open, chomping on our baguette!