Paris Through My Lens (Part 1)


Kill me for sounding cliché, but ever since I was a little girl, I dreamed of going to Paris. Walking through street after picture-perfect street of beautiful old buildings whilst Edith Piaf played in the background, sharing a kiss with someone special under the Eiffel Tower, exploring the dark, gothic hallways of the Notre Dame that offered Quasimodo solace in my favourite book as a child, eating crepes at street-side cafes while the city’s chicest citizens put on a runway show just for me. It seemed like an absolute dream.


In fact, I often wandered how for someone who has traveled a fair bit growing up, the place I wanted to visit most somehow always evaded me. It seemed attainable, but was still somehow just out of my grasp. However, I now know why. I’m not a big believer in destiny, but I do think that the reason the universe made me wait, was because my first time in Paris was meant to be with my husband to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. As an adult, I was fully able to appreciate every single inch of its beauty as you will be able to tell from the vast amount of pictures in this four-part series. Here’s what we got up to on the first day of four in magnifique Paris!





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We took a late night / early morning flight to Paris to make the most of our first day there. Shortly after we arrived at the Charles de Gaulle Airport, we got in a shiny black cab and after explaining (in not-so-great French) to the lady driver where we needed to go, we were speeding along on our way to the Hôtel Galileo at the Champs-Élysées, our home away from home for the next few days.


We arrived at our hotel which was beautiful with bright red flowers filling the lobby, the air punctuated with the staff chatting happily in rapid French. After a quick coffee and a chat with the concierge who made us feel right at home and even offered us special passes for museums and attractions so we wouldn’t have to wait in queue for hours, we were shown to the Deluxe Veranda Room.


The french windows displayed the nicest views of old Parisan buildings along a side street and I felt like a golden-age Hollywood star as I sat down at the dressing table with the light-up mirror to freshen up for the rest of the day after we unpacked.


Soon after, we decided to get some food and go exploring. After a quick look at the Arc de Triomphe which was a two minute walk away from our hotel, we shimmied along side street after side street until we found charming Café Richard to park ourselves in for the next hour. After a delicious meal of salmon quiche and baguettes, we ventured out towards the Eiffel Tower. I’d waited my whole life to see it, I couldn’t wait another day!


Little did I know that when I actually got there, that the sight and magnitude of it, coupled with finally getting my dream come true brought me to tears. The first time of three times during my brief stay in this magnificent metropolis. A quality that can’t be attributed to any of the other cities I’ve visited in my twenty odd years on this planet.


The tower’s elevator wasn’t going all the way to the top that day so we spent the next couple of hours taking mandatory Eiffel tower selfies and wandering around the little souvenir shops. We slowly made our way back to our hotel, taking the scenic route via Avenue Montaigne where I drooled after Valentino, Céline, Chanel and Versace in their respective windows and made up an impromptu imaginary shopping list of things I couldn’t afford. Pretty standard when you’re in Paris.


After stopping at the hotel for a shower and a power nap (we were exhausted from the previous night with having to be at the airport for a 3am flight), we dressed to impress and made our way to dinner at the Crêperie Framboise Champs-Elysées for a delicious dinner of crêpes jambon fromage


 (ham and cheese crêpes) and a Nutella crêpe split between us for dessert, we strolled slowly back to our hotel and called it an early night. To know everything we got up to in Paris on Day Two, stay tuned for the next blog post coming up this week!














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Anushka Moore is an almost-thirty-something blogger who moved across the world when the love she met on Tinder put a ring on it. She now lives in Manchester with her husband and her two little Poodle-cross fur children.

Her day job includes running her own social media content company and is the founder of popular Instagram account, Midsize Collective.

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