We experienced a lot in the time we were gone, and there was so much to experience there was no way we could take it all in, or thoroughly express all of the things we witnessed and experienced. But I will do my best to give some of the highlights and lowlights from the trip. The best thing of all was that our honeymoon brought us closer to God and closer to each other.
Monday, August 8, 2011
We were flying out Monday morning from Pasco to Minneapolis, then to Paris. Our trip started out with a lovely experience for Jason as my husband; he got to see my puke for the first and second time. The first time was while Jason's dad was driving us to the airport, I asked Dave for a plastic bag when we were driving through the hilly section of the highway by the orchards, and Jason got to hold my hair back while I vomited for the first (and hopefully the last time) while I was actually riding in a vehicle. It was only the second time my stomach has successfully emptied its contents due to motion sickness, but the first time was back when I was in the third grade on my way to a basketball game and I was reading to my mom the entire drive rather than keeping my eyes on the road like I know I need to. This time I was looking at the road and everything, but nothing helped. Once we got to the airport, I proceeded to throw up again into a trash can outside. Awesome! Happy first day of our honeymoon Jason, aren't you glad you married me?
I recovered a bit, doped up on Dramamine, and we got checked in for our flight. Everything was going to be golden, a lot because I was going to get knocked out by those drugs. They didn't fail me and the flight to Minneapolis was perfectly fine as far as I was concerned. I honestly don't even remember Minneapolis right now, maybe I'll see if Jason does, but I know we made it to Paris by Tuesday morning (Paris time), and we got our shuttle to our hotel, had them watch our bags, and proceeded to walk about the city.
The first thing we did was go grab a bite to eat at a cafe around the corner from our hotel. A cafe from which you had a view of the Eiffel Tower. We had the most delicious croissant I've ever had in my life, a nasty sandwich which they claimed was "smoked" salmon, but was actually raw, and a tiny little coffee. After our breakfast we enjoyed the view of the Eiffel Tower again, and went back to our hotel to get checked in because our room would be ready now. We both needed to get some real rest, as sleeping on planes is never very restful, so we took a nap and didn't wake up until 1300 hours. When I woke up then, Jason was still asleep and I woke him and asked if he wanted to get up and go have some lunch, to which he replied, "you mean breakfast?" I said, "Breakfast, why the hell would we have breakfast? It's one o'clock in the afternoon!" It was entertaining because he was quite groggy, and I had gotten more sleep on the plane after all, so it was to be expected.
We walked to Arc de Triumph, then got some food, and exchanged some money. After that we walked to the Louvre just to see it. In front of the Louvre there is a big square dedicated to like King Louis I, I think, and it has a big obelisk in the middle and two fountains. After sitting on the edge of one of the fountains to rest our feet for a bit we walked towards the Louvre to get a better look at the pyramid entrance. We stopped to get some ice cream, and it was delicious. As per our usual, I wanted vanilla, and Jason wanted chocolate, so we got one scoop of each. The also put two tiny cones on top, and I had Jason put some ice cream in my piece then I held it up for him to take a picture so that I could come back home and say that I asked my husband for ice cream and all he got me was a baby cone. But it really was the cutest thing, and the cone itself was so delicious I wish we would have gotten a cone instead of a cup, and I don't even normally like waffle cones.
After we walked around the Louvre for awhile, we headed back and got hungry. We ended up eating at an Italian restaurant, and they had an amazing lasagna. Jason didn't really like talking because he couldn't understand anything anyone said because even if they did speak English it was heavily accented. So, I ordered and talked most of the time for at least the first half of the trip. When we headed back to our hotel, we took a different route so that we could see more of the city. We walked under the Eiffel Tower and got an up close view of just how massive it is.
At some point during the night we headed back out because I wanted to see the Eiffel Tower lit up at night. It was incredible. I think pretty much everything is better at night though, except maybe the sun, but that's just because that wouldn't work very well. Anyway, our first day was awesome, and felt like more than one day. We were constantly amazed by the architecture and how much it differs from that which we are used to.
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