Posted by Lisa Hill on January 22, 2006
Most of Saturday was a travel day. Stratford to Paddington by train, a taxi to Waterloo and then the Eurostar to Paris. Fast, quiet and comfortable, Eurostar whisks under the channel at about 300kmh and arrives at Gare du Nord with a minimum of fuss and bother.
Our hotel, the Grand Hotel Haussmann in Rue du Helder, was enchanting in that uniquely French way. We had a large double room with double & single beds, a desk & a wardrobe, and a spacious ensuite bathroom.
There is no restaurant on site, but in Paris, who cares? When we were settled in we went round the block to check the eateries, rejected anything with a menu in English and finally settled on La Taverne. We had mussels and oysters for entree, duck for mains and for dessert, sorbet for me and creme brulee for Tim. I felt very pleased with myself that I remembered enough French to order everything without needing English – and (probably because of that) the waiters were nice and friendly.
An early night, and we were off to the Louvre in the morning!