MY ITINERARY
We landed in Paris at 12:30pm on my birthday – just in time to dump our bags at Hotel Rochechouart and hop on a bike to go to lunch. It’s a cliché, but this is what I love about living in Europe; waking up at 7:30am in Dublin and eating lunch in a new city just a few hours later. Sorry to everyone in America, Australia, etc., but I couldn’t live without the luxury of £25 flights to some of the best cities in the world.
We arrived at Brasserie Lipp and got sandwiched into a tiny table between two couples in their 70s, speaking fast and passionately in French. Brasserie Lipp is everything you want in a Parisian restaurant – thank you to Clare Cole for sending me here.
Too full for dessert, we wandered around the nearby streets, stopping for a drink at Café de Flore. We ended up at Brasserie Balzar for profiteroles before heading back to the hotel for a quick nap. I don’t know if it’s because my parents nap religiously or just the exhaustion of city trips, but an afternoon nap is essential on holiday. It makes the evening feel like a whole new day and is a non-negotiable.