|View from the top of Sacre Coeur|
Paris is a great walking city. There were long lines in Paris, and more Americans than I have ever encountered there. It was Bastille Day, a few days from the end of the Tour de France and a few weeks before the Olympics across the English Channel, so maybe that was why. Along with lots of walking, we climbed A LOT of stairs. Hundreds of steps, my 7 year old got a lot of joy out of counting them! My boys were awesome troopers on this trip.
When we were climbing to the 2nd floor of the Eiffel Tower it occurred to me there were no warnings, no "Don't take the stairs if you have a heart condition are pregnant, etc". My husband claims that is the French attitude... you want to climb then stairs? Then climb 'em. But the stairs at the Eiffel Tower were nice and wide, room for you to stand aside, take a break and be passed by others. But when we climbed to the top of Sacre Coeur, it was a tiny, winding dark stairs case. I got total vertigo, but my kids loved it and tromped ahead. The view rewarded us all. (That is the photo at top, with rain on its way behind the Eiffel Tower in the distance.)
Except for breakfast, I found it very easy to stay on my diet. Load up on proteins, like steak, chicken or fish and avoid the carbs and starches. For lunch there was always a good filling salad choice. But I always chose a salad that is loaded up with some kind of protein/meat and healthy fats (avocado, eggs, olive oil, etc). That is key! Instead of splurging for a croissant as planned, I had a Croque Madam. It is a grilled ham and cheese sandwich, topped with a fried egg. While it's not ideal on the Belly Fat Cure, they are delish and not super crazy carb overloaded. Actually, with the right bread I might make one for lunch today...
|Coffee? (apparently I forgot to brush my hair that day)|
Do I look tired? This was our last full day and I was SO tired. Biggest lesson from this trip is that I need a great pair of ear plugs and I need to use them every night. I'm a real sensitive sleeper and I got very little sleep on this trip. Whether its the Disco across the alley, the Metro rumbling under the hotel, or the kids waking up at all hours due to jet lag. Coffee is my true friend, ha! It woke me up and made me feel satisfied while the kids scarfed down chocolate croissants. In Paris I ordered a Cafe Creme whenever we sat down and rested our feet for a bit. It is supposed to be coffee with cream, but it could have just been milk. All the caffeine later in the day could have also kept me up at night, but I didn't really think about that until it was too late...qui vivra verra.
Next up I'll share our travels in the Netherlands and the island of Terschelling in the North Sea.