HAPPY BASTILLE DAY!
That was during an unscheduled layover at Charles de Gaulle Airport. I suddenly found myself with eight hours to kill…and I wasn’t going to spend them in the terminal.
So I took the airport bus to the Arc de Triomphe, and spent the day walking around the city. No plans. No map. No French.
And I was dragging my wheelie bag behind me the entire time because they wouldn’t let me leave it in an airport locker for such a short time.
The weather was lovely. The people very helpful and nice — that’s right, they were nice (at least to my face). And the city was incredibly beautiful. When I rode the bus back to the airport later that evening, I had two thoughts.
- I am definitely coming back to Paris for a longer stay.
- The Eiffel Tower is short.
I bet they threw those fireworks up there by hand.