This past Christmas, my husband surprised us with a trip to Paris. Since we love to go back there as often as we can, we decided that it’s time for our son, K, to see what the fuss is all about. Armed with his travel journal, iPod and his eagerness, he was ready for the adventure.

We left Boston Easter night with a stop-over in Iceland, arriving in Paris at 1255 PM. The moment we got comfortable in the shuttle bus en route to our hotel, K’s neck was craned looking for the Eiffel Tower. “There it is!”, he said, as soon as he spotted it from a distance. His eyes never left that sight until the shuttle bus stopped in front of our hotel. Fortunately, our hotel, Mercure Hotel, is just 2 blocks away from it. We can see the Eiffel Tower as soon as we step out of our hotel. After checking in, we started exploring. First in order was for K to admire the Eiffel Tower up close and let him take pictures. It was also a nice perk that there’s a carousel near the tower and also one across the Seine River opposite each other. A carousel ride is one of K’s favorite things.

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For the next day, I booked a City Discovery tour for us thinking that in order for K to see all the famous attractions in Paris, this is the way to do it. We took a taxi ride to Rue des Pyramides where a bus took us to the first part of our tour. K wrote a detailed account of the day in his journal.

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The Louvre, the Love Lock bridge, the Notre-Dame Cathedral and Sainte-Chapelle are our planned destinations the next day.

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On our fourth day, we took a taxi to the Avenue des Champs-Élysées with the plan of going up the top of the Arc de Triomphe and also do some shopping. I forgot how those little flight of stairs seem to multiply into thousands as we try to catch up with our nine year old who was running up! The view up there was worth the near death experience of running out of breath! My son’s account that day is worth reading.

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The saddest day of our trip came as K put a sad face in his journal entry.

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Although it was hard to leave Paris, we feel blessed and thankful that our son, K, had such a wonderful experience. After all, Paris is always a good idea.