Friday April 1st Part Two
After the cruise I awoke the sleeping ones and we were off to the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Eiffel Tower from Nico's Perspective!
We queued and we were on the elevator pretty quickly. Now, three people in my group are known for being deathly afraid of heights. So I told them all let’s start at the very top and make our way down. It had been some time since the last time I had been up the tower and I had forgotten that you had to get out at the 2nd level to get to the Summit.
The girls took pictures and enjoyed the views of Paris (despite the cold blustery winds).
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YIKES!!)
They loved the tower and were thrilled enjoying the entire experience. Poor Nico was clinging to me, tears streaming down his face, as we stood in line waiting to board the lift to the top floor. I kept both of my arms wrapped around him and kept telling him to hang in there. “It gets better buddy I promise!”
I felt so bad for this poor child and this line was not moving very quickly. It took us what seemed like a lifetime (especially to Nico) to get toward the center of the tower and board the elevator. Now, I have been up the tower, and I was aware we were going up to an enclosed space. However, the elevator to get up to the summit is all open and my poor child started to shake in fear as he watched the elevator slowly move farther and farther away from the earth’s safe ground.
We finally reached the summit and Nico let go and perked up immediately. He loved seeing the flags of all the different countries (especially Djibouti, the puppy’s name, and the Philippines, since they are half Filipino!)
(Nico's pictures inside the summit.)
With Nico in better spirits and the two girls happy as can be,
we made our way back down the tower and walked back to the hotel.
All the way back to the hotel, we explained to the kids that we had about 90 minutes of down time where we could unpack our luggage, change our clothes, grab a snack, and such before we needed to head out again. We got back to our hotel to find out the room was not quite ready. We all just sat there for about 30 minutes trying to wait as patiently as possible for our room. Finally, the room was ready, but now we were out of time. We had to get our bags, change our clothes, and head off to the Louvre. At this point, we were concerned about time, so we asked the hotel to call a taxi for 5 people. In no time at all the taxi showed up and we were off to the Louvre.
In my numerous days of researching , I found a tour company that gives kids private tours of the Louvre. These are tours designed for kids from ages 5-12 that make touring the Louvre kid friendly and interactive. After many emails, I realized that the best time to do these tours is on a Tuesday or Friday night because the crowds are extremely light. I knew my kids were going to be tired booking this tour that night, but I also knew they would appreciate it more not having to fight crowds to see the exhibits. It turned out to be a great decision.
As we met the tour director, Alexandra, she gave the kids an introduction to the game and a book to help solve the mystery.
She hid a treasure somewhere in the Louvre and the kids were going to find the clues to solve the riddle and find the treasure. It was set up so well as the Alexandra led the kids through the museum. She taught them about Hammurabi’s code, Venus de Milo, the moat of the original castle and so on.
The kids clues consisted of things like finding the original mason markings on the stones of the moat, looking for the first portrait to show expressions, and detecting how gods portrayed. My favorite part of the tour took place while learning about Hammurabi’s code.
Alexandra asked the kids, “Who is more powerful than a king?” Nico said, “Oh that’s easy, the queen.” He is wise beyond his years
The answer she was looking for was a God, but she was pleased with his answer as well.
The kids finished their tour and found out that they had to ask in French for their treasure at the coat check. They were rewarded with a game of the sites of Paris. What a wonderful surprise for all of us and a souvenir that were weren’t expecting. YAY!!
Tired and hungry, we left the Louvre looking for a taxi. It is nearly impossible to find a taxi for 5 people. As were we walking the streets we spotted a McDonalds. The kids were so hungry we decided to stop there and feed them before setting off in search of the subway stop. The food ordered, we found a table in the corner upstairs and started to chow down. As we were eating, I turned to see a mouse running behind the kids booth. This is not the big huggable mouse that I was waiting to see in DLP. No, this was a little grey mouse with no clothes scampering through a restaurant I where I was eating. GROSS!! “Oh my goodness!! A mouse!! We have to leave right now, YUCK” I exclaimed.
Samantha stood up to look and the other kids looked around their feet, but no one could see him. They must have been starving because they all just sat there eating. Maybe they didn’t believe me. Finally, the mouse ran out from behind the kids booth and back to another woman’s bag. I didn’t see this, but Diego told me later that he saw the mouse crawl into the woman’s bag sitting on the floor. He explained, “I have no idea how to say ‘Hey lady there is a mouse in your bag’ so I just sat there and did nothing.” That poor woman!
Tired and full, we found the metro station and made our way back to our hotel. After being up since the previous morning we fell into our beds ready for long deep sleep.