Being that today is Thursday, I figured we’d do a little throwback to 13 months ago when we went on our honeymoon to Paris & London. We had the time of our life, and it kicked off our life of adventure together, BUT the trip was not without incident.
We woke up on our first morning as husband and wife over-the-moon, not just because we were finally MARRIED, but also because we were about to get on a plane to head to Paris for 3 days & nights and then to London for 3 days & nights! We stayed on the property where we got married (it was part of the “package” they offered) and hadn’t unpacked so much that getting ready was an issue. My sister, Claire, stayed nearby and took us to the airport.
Arriving at the airport and getting checked in went seamlessly; we left in plenty of time and only had to arrange a few items to get our checked luggage under the weight limit – no biggie.
Our flight was scheduled to leave from Houston and stop in Miami for a quick connection before leaving from there to Paris. Yeah, that didn’t happen. The plane we were supposed to fly to Miami in had apparently hit a BIRD and the crew was working to get the problem rectified. The delays kept coming, and after about an hour of them, it became obvious that the plane wasn’t going to be fixed in time for us to make our connecting flight in Miami. So we had to go and talk to them about another route to get us to Paris. Their idea was to put us on the next flight to Dallas, and from there we would head to Philadelphia where we would leave for Paris from.
When we got on the plane to Dallas, our captain’s name was (I’m not making this up) Captain BIRD. Noooo, right? The flight from Houston to Dallas is about 45 minutes, and during that short amount of time that we were in the air, our flight from Dallas to Philly was cancelled. Magnifique!
We had already paid for our hotel in Paris, plus, you know, we actually wanted to go ON OUR HONEYMOON!
Mandy handled herself with much more grace than I could’ve reasonably expected. She remained calm while a constant stream of obscenities flowed through my mind. The airline ended up putting us up in a hotel in Dallas, and they would come pick us back up in the morning in time for us to get on our flight.
It’s after 6 p.m. on Sunday by the time we get checked in, we don’t have a car, and there’s not a whole lot open. The only thing that was nearby and open was a Bass Pro Shop. So, that’s right, we spent the first night of our honeymoon buying socks and eating at the restaurant in a friggin’ Bass. Pro. Shop. Great store, not quite a great honeymoon destination. Still, we made the most of it – had some drinks, ate some food, and went and relaxed in our hotel.
The next morning we get picked up by the shuttle bus and have absolutely zero run-ins with birds of any kind and, without any of the boring details, we made it on our flight to Paris without any further issues. We arrived in Paris on Tuesday morning and would only have until Thursday afternoon to spend there. First up, retrieving our luggage. Turns out, our luggage went on the flight from Houston to Miami to Paris and wasn’t with us. The people at the help desk weren’t able to find it, so we decided to push on without it and tackle that issue at a later time, we just wanted to see the sights!
First up, we had to have crepes in Paris. We had both taken a few semesters of French, but didn’t remember enough to navigate very easily. We ended up walking around and found a breakfast place that we were able to indulge in some magnificent crepes and omelette.
We did more exploring around Paris, just walking the streets, enjoying the architecture and the spirit of the city. We were amazed how clean the lines were going down the streets – not just the fact that the city seemed very clean, but the way everything lined up, it was perfectly straight. I thought the fact that they had stores like Gap and Nike in what looked like castles that were older than America was the coolest thing. Mandy was very impressed by what we determined was the French version of Walmart, Monoprix. Which we had to visit (along with Gap & Nike) since we were still without our luggage.
A decision had to be made – waste some of our time trying to retrieve our luggage from the airport, which was an hour train ride each way, or go see the sights re-wearing the same clothes we’d been in. Easy choice.
So we took a double-decker bus tour of the city. It was our last full day in the city, so we had to see everything that we could and this was the fastest, best option. We ended up getting to see everything we had really wanted to, but probably not as in-depth as we would’ve liked. We got to go to the Musee du Louvre, but we didn’t have the time to go inside. We rode around and got to have a full, great day – even having lunch in the park near the Louvre. The Arc de Triomphe was probably my favorite, but seeing the Notre Dame Cathedral was really awesome, too.
Since we were there on our honeymoon, we had to stop by the Pont des Arts on the River Seine. Aka the bridge with all the love locks on it. As you probably know, the bridge has been taken down now, but we know ours was there before that.
Then, of course, we had to go to the Eiffel Tower. I knew it was going to be big, everyone’s seen pictures of it, but holy smokes is it huge! Our camera was almost dead, we could only turn it on and snap a picture before it would shut off, so we weren’t able to get very good photos from there, but like I told Mandy, we have the memories for ourselves. Plus, I took her underneath it and made out with her – every girl deserves to be French kissed under the Eiffel Tower!
Our travel issues prevented us from having the perfect time in Paris, but it made for a great story and nothing could take us down from our honeymoon high!
We ended that night with French beer and, for kicks, we tried Paris’ version of an American hamburger – not bad.
Despite how poorly our trip was getting to Paris, once we were there, I think it’s worth mentioning how amazing our hotel was; Apostrophe Hotel. It’s a small hotel, but each room was unique in its design. The concierge was amazing – he gave us excellent directions, even in perfect English, offered plenty of advice and was just all around friendly. On top of that, we could look out of our window and see the Eiffel Tower off in the distance.
Our trip didn’t go perfectly, but what does? We got to tackle a new country together and overcame some pretty rough obstacles along the way.
Coming next in Part 2: London, England. Stay tuned!