Ollie has been having lots of fun in Disneyland, he really likes Lotso from Toy Story 3! More on Disney in the next few blogs. Today we went to actual Paris.
So he missed the first stop, Arc de Triomphe. It’s massive! I wish I liked my French teacher when I was in school, I’d love to speak fluently. I recognise a lot of words but I can’t put a sentence together!
We had lunch at a little restaurant on Avenue Des Champs Elysees, where all the shops are. Dave found good coffee! This never happens and I didn’t even take a picture of it.
I was being cliche and taking photos of baguettes and trying on a beret. What a twatbag tourist.
I had to go and buy a new coat because I packed the night before we left and we both worked the morning we left so I wasn’t exactly organised!
Ollie didn’t have much chance to run around in Paris so I thought it’s probably getting a bit boring for him so we bought a cake for him and went back to Disneyland… Ollie slept on the way back!
Oh and I was complaining about the London tube… Paris metro is even less pushchair friendly.
We did the escalator trick but the ticket barriers don’t have a pushchair gate at every exit! So we had to go back down and find a lift. Even if Ollie was awake it would’ve been awkward trying to get through with a folded pram because it’s a turnstile barrier not just the little automatic gates like London!
Then we had a funny moment where I nearly tried to use a toilet as a lift! I went through the pram gate and straight opposite and next to the escalator there was a big silver door with a wheelchair sign on it. It was a logical conclusion but no, it was a toilet!