On 5 March 2017, with the rain gently and steadily falling, I came up the stairs from Trocadéro station, frantically looking for the famous metal structure. A few more steps forward and out of nowhere, there it was… Le tour Eiffel.
I had no words. I was completely overcome with emotion. Like a small child, I jiggled on the spot before tears just came rolling down my cheeks. It could not be helped. For years it’s been a dream to visit Paris and see the Eiffel tower. The food, the pastries, the accent and yes, the tower, have all been at the top of my bucket list, and there, standing in the rain, my umbrella lying in a puddle, the box suddenly had a tick in it and it was overwhelming, to say the least.
First, we posed for photos of course, and then croque monsieur with hot chocolate from a street vendor before making our way to the tower. A multitude of selfies, more photos and souvenir Eiffel tower key chains happened. Obviously.
A quick bunker and behind the scenes tour before heading up to the second viewing deck. It was cold, it was wet and it was windy, but nothing could spoil that moment. Standing on the deck, taking Paris in from all possible angles, as there’s nowhere for her to hide from the tower.
Another hot chocolate and glorious Ladureé macarons before going up 300m to the top. Wow. Another emotional breakdown. But I don’t care. I could have stayed up there all night. It was simply magnificent. Mind-blowing. Wonderous. A dream come true moment.
It’s not often that you get to tick those bucket list items off. If the opportunity comes around, go for it, mes amies.