The second day was meant for the Champs Elysee and a search to find Disney Paris tickets (which did not happen because they were beyond expensive). I was excited because she would see the great and oh soo magnificent Haagen Daz store.... funny thing is out of all the flavors in the world that they offered Vanilla Swiss Almond was not one of them, lol. Guess we really can't beat the Walgreens raincheck system. After the Champs- Elysee the walking in Paris started to get to us both so we hopped on the first Sightseeing bus available. Honestly it was definitely a learned experience for me because I saw parts of Paris I didn't know existed (when I was awake to see them). We got off at the Notre Dame and so began her infatuation with all of the Souvenir shops. Now I'm talking walking in each store to look at all the products and then coming back after finding the best price. After seeing Notre Dame, we headed to Moulin Rouge... somewhat of an odd experience going into sex shops on the strip with your mother... i.e. I literally was covering my eyes and hiding on the opposite side of the store, lol.
We went to Montmatre which was a beautiful sight and Haagen Daz for a second time. Time well spent!
Towards the second part it turned into another rainy day and trip to Pompidou (which left my canvas shoes soaking wet). Pompidou is hands down just a raw ass musuem... period. Although I did discover that my mom struggles with taking photos, lol. It took her like 3 times to catch the lights in a photo.
My favorite moment was taking the trip to the TOP of Eiffel which was an experience that we shared seeing that I had yet to go to the top since my arrival. It WAS FREEZING up there (and my feet were wrapped in plastic and paper towels due to the rain and my not soo good canvas shoes... leave it to mama for them good remedies). Words really can not express the beauty and honestly you see why it's called the City of Lights.
The time I had with my mom marked a highlight of my trip here for sure. When she left Tuesday, I shed a slight tear... (if that means I cried a lil bit of alot, lol). That train ride back from the airport was when I realized she was definitely on her way home to the States and I had another 2 months here. I am beyond grateful for her being able to come and God knows we had a blast while she was here. I definitely can't wait to get back and spend my first summer in the Chi since high school... #GOODTIMES.
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