My friends had little expectations when they first arrived in Europe, however, at the top of their list was to see the Eifel Tower. So we went against all judgment and traveling common sense and booked a flight from Rome to Paris for one night of sites and French food. With a severe language barrier, a slight hang over from the night before (and possibly the entire week in Italy) and overall distrust of our taxi driver, it took some time finding our way to the hotel. Once settled, we were off again for a quick tour of Paris, a view of the Eifel tower, and a search for escargot and moules frites.
Similar to Rome, I had been to Paris before, and was therefore able to provide a walking tour of the city, with all of the highlights (Eifel Tower, Louvre – just the outside*, Notre Dame, wine bars, etc). *Note: this was my second trip to Paris and I have still managed to not see the inside of a single museum (unless the food court of the Louvre counts) nor buy a single piece of designer clothing and/or shoes. I am not sure if that is something to be ashamed of, or something to brag about.
Exhausted from all of the traveling (3 countries in less than a week), we had a relaxing dinner in the Latin Quarter and somehow pulled ourselves together for a few drinks down the street, followed by a late night crepe.
Having seen all we came to see, we took the early train back to Zurich for a night off in order to prepare for our flight to Poland on Sunday morning.
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