Paris - Pretty and Gritty
Our recent trip to Paris felt extra special, a little P7 adventure before Nell heads off to high school. It was the perfect excuse for just the two of us to explore somewhere new and share a small moment before the next big chapter begins. It’s become a little family tradition after Mac went to Belfast. I’m now wondering if I wrote a blog about this? And of course Quinn will have her turn.
A few people have asked for tips on travelling with a little, so here’s my honest take…
After some research and a fair bit of scrolling, we chose Le Marais, ideal for what we both love most, shopping and eating. We flew out Thursday morning and stayed two nights.
Arriving at Charles de Gaulle was a little overwhelming, busy, with lots of queues, and not the easiest to navigate at first. But the staff were kind and helpful, which made a difference. Eventually, we made our way through trains and the metro to République. It wasn’t the most relaxing start, but Nell was amazing, checking signs, watching stops, and helping us figure it all out together. I loved seeing her confidence shine.
Our hotel was small but perfectly located, and after checking in, we headed out to explore. We wandered the streets, visited Marché des Enfants Rouges, which I’d read about, but was a bit French for us at that moment, and ended up with sushi, Nell’s favourite. Followed, of course, by gelato.
That evening was cute and lovely, giggles, photos, and chatting about our day back at the hotel.
The next day, we walked to Place des Vosges and stopped at Carette for the most indulgent hot chocolate and brekkie. From there, we wandered through the city, across the bridge, until the rain came. Absolute, soaking rain. We boarded near the Musée d’Orsay, not realising it was a full loop, taking us back up the way we’d walked, frustrating at the time, but actually a brilliant way to see Paris.
By the time we reached the Eiffel Tower, it felt a little magical. Nell was in awe and even managed a few cartwheels at the base.
We explored the Notre Dame, walked over some more bridges, grabbed falafels, got thoroughly distracted along the way with sweet treats and fruit markets, and eventually made our way back, tired but happy.
Our final morning was slower, with pastries and baguettes in the park, a wander through shops, and a few little keepsakes before heading home.
Paris, to me, is both beautiful and raw. There’s elegance, but also a grittier side that you don’t always expect. It felt different from the picture-perfect version, but in a good, real way.
What made the trip wasn’t the landmarks, though; it was seeing it all through Nell’s eyes. Her curiosity, her confidence, her little moments of bravery. I felt so proud of her.
It reminded me that the world can feel big and a little daunting, but also exciting, and that exploring it together is what really matters.
Top tips
Stick to simple, classic colours like black, navy and grey, with a small accent of red or beige. A crossbody bag is a good idea to keep everything close and secure.
Try not to look too much like a tourist where you can.
Make an effort with a little French, especially on arrival, departure and in polite situations. It really goes a long way.
Pack a rainproof trench and definitely bring an umbrella. You’ll likely need it.
The metro can feel intense and is very busy, so stay aware of your surroundings and keep an eye on your belongings.
It’s best to avoid buying from street traders as scams can happen.
The river ferry runs in an anticlockwise loop, so it’s worth planning your route. A one or two-day pass is a good option.
Don’t feel like you have to tick off all the big tourist spots. Some of the best moments come from wandering and discovering the quieter corners.
If we had more time, I’d have spent a full day at the Jardin du Luxembourg with the kids. It felt like the perfect spot to slow down.
