Hi guys! I've finally now got access to Wi-Fi now that we've arrived at our apartment we're staying in here, so I can update you all again!
Paris is beautiful as ever, and it barely gets above 5 degrees celcius during the day around this time of year, so I'm loving it! It's all fluffy coats and boots and scarves, yay <3
The flight, however, was not so beautiful. The first leg of 7hrs was tolerable but I was getting cramps and whatnot towards the end and we were allocated the seats right behind the seats for people with infants. Classic. So I had three babies infront of me, and if one wasn't wailing, one of the others was. Worst case scenario was when they were all wailing at once. The even worse case scenario was when they were all wailing at once and the batteries on my noise-cancelling headphones died.
So then we had to hang around Singapore airport for 3hrs while we waiting for the next flight from there to Paris. Singapore airport (it's actually called Changi airport, I believe) is pretty cool, I must say. They have a butterfly enclosure with a waterfall and everything, and a big koi pond as well. And a slide that drops you 4 storeys at 6m/sec. But I was too busy taking painkillers and desperately looking for a bottle of water that didn't cost the same amount as an average yearly salary. Once I'd eventually given in and spent some ridiculous amount on water it was time for the second leg. Oh my god. It was 13 of the longest hours of my life. No crying babies, luckily, but instead I lost my phone on the plane, began to feel like I'd been run over (several times) by a large bus, and I now realise I caught a cold from the guy behind me who had it. The poor guy was coughing and sneezing through the whole flight, and just when I realized there was a 100% chance I'd catch his cold, I turned around and saw that he looked like he'd just walked out of a Ralph Lauren catalogue. And I overheard him talking in a French accent. Instantly forgiven.
Towards the end of the second leg I found my phone (it had slid back on the floor to Mr. Ralph Lauren Model), and I felt a lot better knowing that the flights were finally over and we were, at last, in Paris. There was an awful lot of heavy fog covering the airport runway though, and after silently begging the pilot to just land the god damn plane, sure enough he landed it safely through the fog. Just looking out the window I could see how cold it would be outside, and I was right; it was freezing, I think it was 1 degree celcius when we landed at 7am. It was so nice to be out of the Australian heat for once though, so I soaked up the cold weather like a sponge.
Once we got to our apartment we're staying in, we went out for a coffee and croissant. Oh my gosh, the croissants. I had three. And they were huge. So while my digestive system may not be too happy about that, I certainly was, because they were by far the best croissants I'd ever had. If you're ever in Paris, go to Cafe Constant and try one of their croissants. Not now though, because I've eaten all their stock.
The apartment we're staying in is beautiful, too, and the owners were so lovely and even gave us a bottle of champagne and biscuits. The apartment is actually quite close to the Eiffel Tower (the top of it can be seen through the windows), and there's some lovely little fruit markets and things around the area too.
So, that's really all I have to say. I was so exhausted from the flights that I crashed at 3pm, and woke up at 2am and decided to write this. Now that I've got some sleep I feel a bit better and hopefully I'll feel even better as time passes and the effects of jet-lag dissipate. I apologise for the crazy length of this entry, but I don't have a diary or anything with me so I'm using dA journals instead xD Anyway, I'll post some pictures ASAP, and do my best to keep you all updated! TL;DR - the flight was unpleasant, I love croissants, Paris is beautiful ~