PARIS, France – For our first evening in Paris, we planned on a leisurely bike tour around the city with our guide. We’d booked a highly regarded tour after all. Come along for an unforgettable evening, they said. Unforgettable is a good word for weaving in and out of terrifying Parisian traffic in an attempt to avoid becoming roadkill. But this is all dangerously charming, right? Because … Paris.
For four hours, Mr. Wonderful and I biked warily through the City of Light. We rode through the Latin Quarter and on to the Île de la Cité, stopping to marvel at Notre Dame and on past Sainte Chapelle.
We stopped for salted caramel ice cream at Berthillon – the apparent grande dame of glaces. We cycled around the Louvre at sunset past the pyramid, past the carousel, past the Tuileries Garden. And then we locked our bikes together and marveled at Paris aboard a boat cruise on the Seine as we floated right past the grandest monuments of Paris, lit proudly in blue, white and red.