Day 1- Arrive at Frankfurt and head to Paris
We arrive at sunny Frankfurt in the morning. Our flight to Paris was in a different terminal, so after we got our baggage, we needed to check in again. The Germans came up with the best cars, let’s just say they over-engineered their airports. We took three separate elevators from levels 1-2, 2-3 and 3-4 to take the internal train to the next terminal! When we finally got there, it was time for lunch, so we looked around for something to eat. Our only choices were Mexican and McD’s. What happened to all the good food we were supposed to be eating in EU!? So after some self-consolation, we resigned ourselves to chicken sandwiches from McD’s as our first meal. We weren’t alone; loads of people were doing the same.
We reached Paris mid-afternoon, and drove past the Arc de Triomphe to our cute little hotel. After a shower and a quick nap, we headed to the Eiffel Tower which was walking distance from our hotel. We walked through this HUGE area of green called the Champs du Mars, flanked by Napolean’s tomb and the army school on one side and the Eiffel on the other. The park itself was just bustling with activity, we’d arrived in the middle of a 4-day weekend and everyone was celebrating with such a sense of urgency, it was contagious. People had brought out their picnics, musical instruments, portable music, blankets, chairs, candles, etc, and were partying away without a worry in the world. Ah! The laid back Parisian life!
After we took the obligatory million pics of the Eiffel with Manish’s new camera, while walking towards it, we reached the bottom of the tower. This is basically a huge square, with four entrances at the 4 corners to get to the top. What struck me almost immediately was the “Benetton feel” of the place, people of all sorts where there to marvel at this man-made wonder. There were lots of Indian hawkers selling cheap 1 Euro replicas of the ET, roses, water and wine (yes, its legal there!). After standing for over 80 minutes in our spiraling line, we reached the front, only to be told that this line was only for those that wished to climb the stairs, and that the elevator lines were at the other corners. Ugh! Manish had made up his mind to head back, and come another time but I wasn’t going to give in so easy. So I walked bravely to the other line, and gave the security person in front the whole story, adding that I was pregnant, so I couldn’t stand in line again. No problem she said; she wrote us a special note and we were in the ET elevator in no time. The views from top were amazing! I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking, suffice it to say it was an awesome first stop on our Paris trip!