If you follow Tiggy on social media or have read our July blog post you’ll know we’ve been to France a couple times recently and twice to Paris in just one week! Thanks to Tiggy’s father and brothers being keen football fans and Euro 2016 happening in France it seemed rude not to invite Tiggy and myself along on their trip to Paris, albeit I was mostly excited about visiting Ladurée and macarons! Our team won their game in Paris and were playing just days later in Lille which entailed another trip to France and given Lille is not that far away from Paris, Tiggy and I tagged along on the boy’s trip again to see the bits we hadn’t time to see in Paris just days before.
This week saw Tiggy cross the English Channel for the first time then again three times and she travelled well, slept most of the way, then took centre stage on each crossing with all those around us cooing over her.
Our first evening was met with a very busy Paris with football fans absolutely everywhere and the atmosphere was electric with plenty of crowds singing and at one point we sat and watched, Tiggy’s brothers fascinated by the scene before us.
The sun was setting and we found a lovely little bistro to eat and even enjoyed dinner with an old friend of mine with whom I’ve been saying for quite some time now that we must meet up but I didn’t expect it to be over dinner in Paris “avec Prosecco!”
After dinner we headed back to the Eiffel tower to see it all lit up and it was incredibly pretty perched between some buildings.
The following day saw us sightseeing but not before eating breakfast in a quintessentially Parisien café sat outside in the morning sun. We took in a few sights en-route to the football stadium and then Tiggy’s daddy and two eldest brothers headed off to watch the football match whilst Tiggy, her brother Wills and I went to see the sights. William wanted to go on a bus, I guess in this day and age with us travelling nearly always by car that a bus must be a novelty to a small child so that’s what we did, only a short ride from the stadium where we’d parted company with the older ones to the area of the Arc de Triomphe.
We decamped from the bus and walked toward the landmark stopping at a pretty florists and discovering a shop just along from it that was selling gorgeous looking strawberries so naturally we bought some without thinking that Tiggy was wearing the prettiest of white dresses. Yes, white!
We walked right up to the Arc de Triomphe eating our strawberries, I’m not sure what I was worried more about, Tiggy’s dress or her lovely Bugaboo pram getting covered in strawberries but then another altogether worry of Tiggy needing a nappy change and where to do this happened, and naturally pulling her change mat from my bag I did it on the pavement with the Arc de Triomphe as our backdrop. I’m sure the smiles from passers by were at us not with us! Still, a story to tell Tiggy when she’s older, but when Tiggy wants her bottom changed there’s no waiting.
After our “pit stop” nappy change we walked along the Champs Elysées where Tiggy ended up test driving a Ferrari! Tiggy’s brother Wills had exclaimed “look mummy there’s a Ferrari and a Lambhorgini” which were both parked alongside a shop I was headed for and the gentlemen stood there were in disbelief a small boy knew the names of the cars (it helps he has two older brothers, one of whom loves cars but we didn’t tell them that) and they asked if he’d like to sit in one. Wills went unusually shy so I commented that I’m sure Tiggy would in order to cajole him into sitting in one of his favourite cars, and that was how that happened. Wills still wouldn’t and Tiggy’s eldest brothers were most jealous when they saw the pictures of Tiggy later that day.
We walked a little further along and simply had to visit Ladurée and only popped in for some macarons but ended up staying for lunch which was delicious! The building, the food, the décor, even the bathroom, all gorgeous and Tiggy even had a little crawl on their impressive staircase.
I foolishly gave Tiggy her box of macarons to hold which she promptly threw! needless to say they didn’t look quite so pretty afterwards but they still tasted delicious!
It’s surprising how much of the day was taken spent walking about just looking at the sights and before we knew it, it was time to meet back up with Tiggy’s daddy and her brothers. We ate dinner in a quiet French restaurant and called it a night before heading home the following day with still so much I had wanted to visit and see and so that was how and why the second visit to Paris happened just a few days later…
Our second trip was planned with military precision to take in as much of the sights as possible and aside from seeing the Eiffel Tower again we did see the Louvre albeit as we arrived there the sky suddenly turned very dark and the heaviest of downpours came from nowhere! What was hilarious was that in his haste to run for cover, Tiggy’s eldest brother Fin’s shorts fell down and trying to get us all out of the rain quickly with his shorts around his ankles was a sight that will forever make me chuckle! I still don’t quite know why they fell down but it was funny. We took shelter from the rain, it was late in the day and the dark skies made for some very pretty photos and then just as quickly as it started, the rain stopped and bright blue skies and sunshine returned! Most bizarre but the wet pavements made for some more pretty photos.
Both weekends made for some wonderful times, fond memories made, lovely family time spent together and we didn’t make it to the top of the Eiffel Tower on either visit, it was just so busy there and so no doubt we’ll return again as that was something William had really wanted to do. So Paris, one day we’ll meet again….