When my sister came to visit me in April, we stopped in Paris between our visit to Amsterdam and heading back to Angers, where I was living. It was the most perfect time to be in Paris…I had been there the week before and nothing was in bloom yet and blossoming trees don’t stay so beautiful for long, so I’m convinced that we were just completely lucky to have this experience.
After spending some chilly days in London and Amsterdam, we more than welcomed the warm sun in Paris! It wasn’t too hot…just a perfectly warm. One of those days were the sun caresses your face rather than beat down on it, and it was accompanied by a refreshing cool breeze. Besides a visit to Musée d’Orsay, we did nothing in particular that day. We walked along the Seine, appreciated the perfect French architecture, munched fresh baguette sandwiches, and just let ourselves be serene and alive.
To finish the day, we climbed the Arc de Triomphe at sunset and took in the breathtaking views of Champs Elysées and the Eiffel Tower. It was a warm evening, almost summer-like. We stood up there for forty-five minutes; it’s a surreal feeling, looking down at such iconic locations, and it was near impossible to tear ourselves away.
After we descended from atop the Arc, we sat on the still warm pavement, absorbing the Parisian night air and admiring this incredible gradient sky. The perfect end to the perfect day.