Bonjour, Eiffel!
Bonjour, Amour!
After a much needed tendering to our jet lags, my parents and I finally began our adventure.
Travelling around Paris is convenient, as they have buses, cabs, trams, and trains that are always on time. I know it can be a little terrifying that you do not speak their language, but there is always easy-to-read maps, which you can easily get from the airport or train stations. So, be sure to grab one and I promise you, you will have a hassle-free trip in Paris.
Seeing that our house is in the heart of Paris, we decided to take a stroll along the Parisian streets to our first destination, the icon of architecture, Eiffel Tower.
Upon reaching, I saw a long queue that stretches for ages with people from all walks of life. And all I could think of was, how I would not be able to go up there today.
But, luckily, daddy had made reservations online in advanced, so we walked pass by a huge line of people and looked for the "advanced ticket" line. Surprisingly, there was no one in the line. We presented our tickets to the personnel, he scanned it and showed us to the entrance of the lift.
We are so glad that daddy had made that reservations. Otherwise, we would have been stuck in the horrendously long queue like those poor tourists we walked pass.
The lift ride to the second floor was not that long. It took us about 10 minutes. The first two floors can be access by lift, as well as, staircase. The third floor, however, can be accessed by lifts. Which means, the queue to the third floor was long.
While waiting for our lift to the third floor, I wandered around a little and found out that there are exactly 1,665 steps from the ground floor to the third level.
I did not dare to climb down, as my I may or may not be an acrophobic, but I did manage to take some photos of the steps.
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| Gustave Eiffel on the steps. |
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| It looks terrifying. No? Maybe it's just me then. |
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| The last step from the ground floor to the second floor. |
The lift to the third floor was slightly smaller and the ride up was longer. The other passengers with us in that lift did not have well-manner and the lift had a pungent smell, probably, due to sweats from the crowds.
It was an uncomfortable ride of my life.
But, as soon as we stepped out of the lift and saw the scenic view that Eiffel Tower offered, it was all worth it.
At the top of the tower houses a replica of the office used by Gustave Eiffel during the planning phase of the tower. There are also wax figures depict Eiffel and his daughter meeting Thomas Edison in the room. It is so uncanny that it passes a little spooky to me.
Wish I had taken good photos of the room. But, the reflection from the glass (observation window) of the room makes most of my photos blur and overexposed.
Oh-my, it's way pass my bedtime. We shall continue with our virtual trip tomorrow.
Good night!
A girl whose wish has come true,
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