Last weekend Munchkin and I went on an adventure together. DM had a work conference thingy in Budapest and so was away for the week. Munchkin and I decided that it was only fair we had some fun too.
It was the first time I’d travelled with just Munchkin and I. And so after wrapping ourselves in coats, hats, gloves etc that are required in Europe at this time of year, loading myself up with a backpack full of books, pencils, colouring-in books and toys, Munchkin in her MiaMilly Hipster on my front, suitcase in one hand and folded Maclaren stroller in the other, we got onto the TGV Lyria at Lausanne and took ourselves off to Paris!
Given the number of times we have practically been trampled on public transport in Lausanne, all in the name of getting on or off the bus that second quicker, I was mentally prepared for a horrendous trip. But everywhere we went, we were helped. Lovely ladies and gents took our suitcase, gave us seats and helped us on and off the bus and trains. I’m not expecting it every time, but the travel gods were definitely with us on this trip and it made the entire experience so nice!
We lunched on the train, and as I’d had the forethought to purchase a baby pass ticket for Munchkin, she had loads of space to bounce around her own roomy seat and to have a nap when needed. Our car was full of suited businessmen, but most took the time to stop and chat with Munchkin whilst en-route to the dining car or toilet. She had a ball!
On the Friday it snowed in Paris in the morning, and then rained on and off all day. What are two ladies to do under these circumstances? Our hotel room, whilst roomy was not where we wanted to spend our day!
So taking a guess that the crowds would be anywhere other than the soggy Champs Elysées, we took ourselves to have afternoon tea at Ladurée.
With regard to macaron, people seem to fall into one of two camps; I’m definitely a Ladurée girl, preferring the texture over Pierre Hermé macaron. And on previous visits to Paris have also dragged DM to the original tea rooms at 16 rue Royale, founded in 1862. But they’re definitely not the place to visit with a pram in tow, requiring walking up some very narrow stairs to the tea room on the first floor. Whereas the tea rooms on the Champs Elysées have some seating on the ground floor.
We were in luck! Seated immediately and with the pram taken to coat check, we had a fabulous hour and a half where Munchkin tried her first macaron and drank her afternoon milk in a teacup served from a silver service pitcher.
That night DM arrived in Paris. Meaning we had company to go shopping! Taking advantage of the very favourable exchange rate and of the amazing January sales, we went to Galleries Lafayette.
I came home with a new gorgeous new Karen Millen winter coat.
Then we decided to play tourist during a break in the weather, doing what we love most in Paris, walking.
We slowly made our way to my favourite carousel in Paris. It’s at the base of the Jardins du Trocadéro, just across the the Pont d’Iéna from the Eiffel Tower. It was Munchkin’s first carousel ride, she didn’t love the experience like I did.
Finally we had just long enough to grab some photos in front of the Eiffel tower for Munchkin’s album. Before the heavens opened again and we got showered in freezing sleet! We raced to a taxi and the hotel for warming coffee.
On the Sunday I head to Playtime Paris, before we made our way back to Lausanne. But I’ll share that with you next week.
Overall, our first “Munchkin et moi” trip was a resounding success! I hope to do it again soon.