Marcel Cerdan (France’s first middle weight boxing champion)
Once upon a time, a broken boy (see Amstergrammed blog for details) took his love to France so she could experience her love for wine and cheese in a city she has never been to before… PARIS!
Can you do Paris in 2 days? Maybe not, but with the photo evidence above, its clear you can tick off almost every tourist site. As soon as we arrived, we checked into our hotel on the Champs Elysees, dropped our bags and hit the city. We walked around St Germain and managed to pull a picnic together right before the bakeries & fromageries closed, then hiked up the cobble stones to the Sacre Coeur. Opening a bottle of Frances bordeaux’s, eating, admiring with the white church view behind us, it was just crazy 1, that i’d never been to this magical place and 2, people actually live here and can do this everyday! – AMAZING!!!
On the hike down, we stumbled across a French bar, good music, chilled vibes and no foreigners, so we decided to go in and check it out. The bar tender was an absolute legend and suggested that we head after to a bar close by where Marcel Cerdan (France’s first middle weight boxing champion) used to hang out. The bar tender informed us that, Marcel was dating the ever so famous Edith Piaf during this time and they both hung out there together. Screaaaaaam!!! Once our drink was finished we headed straight over. The bar was over 100 years old and every thing was still original except for a new paint job. It was so epic to be having drinks in the same bar as Edith Piaf, with the same original bartender. I die!!!
The second day consisted of a French breakfast, a day trip to La Defence to wine and dine at Paris’s ‘Lavinia’ restaurant/bar that consists of a bottle shop, a self serve selection of wine to try with what seems similar to an arcade game power card and a menu of French cuisine to satisfy every soul. Knowing we had dinner reservations did not stop us from doing the usual and over ordering slash over indulging… but when you have 2 days in Paris, you have to make the most of it.
Waking up on the final morning knowing you’re leaving should be a sad thing, but I have never felt so content. Whilst packing our bags listening to French music, making a quick plan of how to see all the last sights, we stored our bags at the concierge and jumped on the Metro. Stop 1, Eiffel Tower, Stop 2, Champs Elysees, Stop 3, souvenir store.
A final last few words about ‘The City Of Love’? hmmmmm
Lets call it “The city of wine, cheese and sexy accent’s”
Au Revoir Paris. Je T’aime