We spent New Year’s weekend in Paris with friends. It was unexpectedly warm and humid, a total 180 from Heidelberg. We were so sleep-deprived from travel that I don’t think I can compose a lot of coherent thoughts about what we did.
To count down the New Year, we hung out at a bar with tiny, expensive drinks. We enjoyed the warm air on the patio, and had the patio to ourselves – sans smokers – when they all went inside to make lotsa noise and drink more at midnight.
Other than that, we saw the sights. I loved the atmosphere of different little neighborhoods that we wandered into. As promised, everyone we needed to talk to spoke English. I pulled out a ‘Bonjour’ and a ‘Merci’ here and there, though I did accidentally order a bottle of water in Ger-nglish (“Ein….water…bitte?”).
Two cultural takeaways: The Eiffel Tower is way prettier from far away and lit up at night. And the smallest sodas at restaurants (I believe 0,2L size) were at least 4€. Pourquoi?!?
New Year’s Eve wanderings:
Père Lachaise Cemetery
And the rest: