After a long day spent traipsing around Paris, with a battery-less camera and phone, the idea of passing out for the night seemed most ideal, especially with a long journey home the next morning. For about three hours we crashed – though I did pop into a nearby Darty (kind of like Curry’s) to buy a new charger for my phone – listening to music and allowing our bodies to rest. We then decided that as it was our last night, we should make the most of our time in this incredible city before we ended up regretting going to bed instead of seeing more of Paris. We had only intended on walking down the street to see what was down there, but ended up seeing so much more.
We walked along a canal and through the square near where we were staying.
Then found ourselves walking further in search of Notre Dame and the Louvre.
Having spent the daytime wandering around Paris, it was like stepping into a totally different world seeing Paris by night. Almost as though night-time is when all the magic happens. Maybe it was because I’m a London girl, but walking through the streets of Paris at night felt so natural and casual, and although it felt like being a new world, the thought of walking through a foreign country at night didn’t faze me one bit.
We walked for god knows how long until we saw a bright structure that we recognised from earlier in the day – the Eiffel Tower.
Walking on still, we stumbled upon a Christmas market, which was kind of funny because earlier in the trip Beth and I had been complaining we had been unable to go a good Christmas market yet.
There were sweets, macaroni and cheese, candy floss as big as my head.
Realising that we had most probably gone the wrong way in search of Notre Dame and the Louvre, we continued on our walk, passing the Eiffel Tower for the last time.
An extended walk along the Seine later, we FINALLY came to a sign pointing to the Louvre.
It was then time for chocolately nourishment despite the fact we were both high from a potentially fatal candy floss overdose and anymore sugar in our systems was definitely not necessary.
When we got to Notre Dame it was lit up like a Christmas tree – literally – and most definitely worth the wait.
After a few too many snaps and the dissipating levels of sugar in our blood, it was time to head back for a good night’s sleep before a long coach ride home.
We hopped on the metro…
…and made our way home.
Then fell straight to sleep.