Days

Day 00: Changi
Day 01: Paris
Day 02: Paris
Day 03: Paris
Day 04: Berlin
Day 05: Berlin
Day 06: Munich, Füssen
Day 07: Salzburg
Day 08: Vienna
Day 09: Vienna
Day 10: Florence
Day 11: Cinque Terre
Day 12: Pisa, Rome
Day 13: Rome
Day 14: Pompeii
Day 15: Vatican City
Day 16: Barcelona
Day 17: Barcelona
Day 18: Granada
Day 19: Seville
Day 20: Seville
Day 21: London
Day 22: London
Day 23: London
Day 23: Liverpool
Day 23: Manchester
Day 23: Outside London
Day 24: London


Day 02: Paris

Friday, 21st March 2008

10ºC
5ºC

Rise and shine, and who would have known that Europeans don't do breakfast in the hotel's café in shorts and slippers? Breakfast was a scrumptious spread of croissants and baguettes, jams and butter, cereal and milk, and a selection of hot drinks. All included in our nightly rates for the bed.


First stop of the day, the Arc de Triomphe. This famous Parisian monument honours French soldiers, especially those who fought in the Napoleonic wars. But most importantly for us tourists, it provides an excellent vantage point to see the beautifully planned streets and boulevards from Napoleon III's term as president - the streets all radiating from the arc.

Arc de Triomphe


The climb up the spiral steps was a long one, but only one of many to come on this trip. And boy, was it all worth it in the end, for the views of the beautiful city was breathtaking!

Climbing up the Arc

View of the city

Being in Paris, we could not help but make a stop at the Louis Vuitton store.


We were met with hail and rain soon after. When the skies cleared up, we finished our stroll down the Champs Élysées where we found lunch. Still afraid of having to confront menus in French and waiters that didn't speak any English, we settled for hotdogs from a take away stand served by a Chinese couple. Strange that we ordered food in Paris in Mandarin, but well, at least we got what we wanted! The hotdog was laced with mustard, and not the mild kind we get at home, and we were all taken by surprise by the kick it gave.



Derrick can't take it anymore


Our next destination was Les Invalides, where the army museum and Napoleon's tomb were located. The army museum was a really comprehensive one, with collections ranging from armours and weaponry from the days of knights, and exhibits of every war though to WWII. Though we had a history student and a war nut in our group, due to time constraints, and with much regrets, we had to hurry through most of the exhibits without really doing them any justice at all.



After some trouble navigating, we found the tomb of Napoleon Bonaparte. For a man so small (in stature, giant figure in history of course), his tomb sure is pretty big. In fact, it is made up of 5 coffinsm one inside of another, of tin, mahogany, 2 of lead and ebony, in a giant sarcophagus of imperial colored, red Finnish porphyry stone, all set in a glorifying rotunda of white marble.



We were then supposed to head to the Palace of Versailles, but unfortunately, the workers at Versailles were on strike! It is in times like this that you start to appreciate that we don't ever face such problems in Singapore. With no more plans for the day, we brought forward the itinerary of the next day, and headed to the Catacombs. But as luck (or a lack thereof) would have it, the Catacombs were closed as well!

Disappointed but not beaten, we proceeded to Île de la Cité where Saint-Chapelle and the Notre Dame were located. But it being Good Friday, the two churches were closed to public visitation.


We ended up at an unplanned visit to the Conciergerie, a royal palace and prison, famous for having housed Marie Antoinette's prison cell in her last days before her fate at the guillotine.

Dinner was at a Italian restaurant near the Eiffel Tower. Mostly, it was so cold, we decided to walk into the first restaurant our guidebook recommended to seek warmth. It was not a wrong choice though, for the food was excellent, and not that expensive (€20 each, that’s cheap for Paris! Gasp!). And when in Paris, you have to drink wine… or maybe it was just too cold to drink anything else.


Nothing in Paris is more spectacular than Gustav Eiffel’s tower by night. After a long wait in the queue (and the cold) we purchased the full ticket to make the ride up to the top of the tower. The lifts first brought us to level 2 of the tower, where we took some pictures before going on to queue for the lift to the top.



Hak Liang trying to be artistic

Again, this queue took almost an hour, and at such an altitude in the bitter cold European winds, it was no joking matter. Before long, we found ourselves at the top, and here, you could feel the tower swaying in the wind. No amount of superlatives can describe the views from up here, so I am not even going to try. At the open air viewing gallery, the winds were immense, but we, strangely, took much joy in standing in the wind and enduring the cold.

Chun Yang braving the wind
Hak Liang and Derrick
Daryl and Alwyn


After a long day, we were all exhausted...





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