Paris Adventures | Fontaines de la Concorde

At the very tail-end of our trip, Jay and I said goodbye to his hilarious little brother who jetted back to California and we reviewed our itinerary for our last two days of alone time. One thing I really wanted to do was go visit the fountain where Anne Hathaway (via Andy Sachs) throws her phone at the very end of “The Devil Wears Prada” clip here. We had passed it briefly at the very end of our big walk on our last day with his parents but I wanted to come back with the tripod in tow and take some Paris pictures of us. A slow, belaboring task that I figured would best be suited to just subject my husband to vs his entire family. So after a slow, blissful morning of getting ready in our last AirBNB -which by the way, had a view like this:

View from our #airbnb for the last stretch. 1.5 more days til reality clubs me over the head in the middle of a dark alley 🇫🇷// #fallineurope #paris #france #fakelife #vino #joleandcaitieparisian #marais #rosé #europe

A photo posted by caitielady08 (@caitielady08) on Oct 11, 2015 at 11:22am PDT

… we set off to spend a chilly yet sunny October day together, camera and cumbersome tripod in tow. Upon leaving our flat's front door, we were surrounded by local music and wall art that made our dalliance a little bit slower.

After filling ourselves up on all that culture, we made a beeline straight to the Fontaines de la Concorde or, as idiots call it, “there’s that fountain from ‘The Devil Wears Prada!!!’”. And it was there that I took the gazillion pictures I had hoped to take, which by volume alone, you can see why I didn’t subject my in-laws to:

^Long-Exposure makes the water all smooth :)

❤️'ing the Place de la Concorde (translation for basics such as myself: Where Anne Hathaway throws her phone at the end of #DevilWearsPrada) 🍂🍂// #ForeverMotivatedToFindThingsISeeInMovies #paris #placedelaconcorde #france #sunnies #fallineurope #joleandcaitieparisian

A photo posted by caitielady08 (@caitielady08) on Oct 11, 2015 at 5:12am PDT

After that fun activity (for me at least!), we moseyed away from the fountain and down the Avenue des Champs-Élysées towards the Arc de Triomphe. We were both in really high spirits (as one should be when in Paris with their love- and their love could be anything from a husband to a warm croissant as far as I'm concerned) and held hands as the sun cascaded across our faces and the crunch of the leaves echoed under our shoes. True to our own form, we sniffed out a cafe quicker than you could say “Florals? For Spring? Groundbreaking.” but at least had the good sense to do so blocks away from the Arc de Triomphe. I know an inflated menu due to close proximity to a tourist-centric attraction when I see one. And true to Paris’ form, the small, quaint café we landed at still served us nobodies food in a poetic manner as if we were dignitaries whom they had to impress.

^Pizza for Jay, French Onion Soup for me & Wine for us.

Later in the afternoon, as the sky made its dramatic transformation into a cold, iridescent blue shade, we ambled back toward our AirBNB. By the time we arrived back at our front door, the sky was a charcoal black and our previously buzzing neighborhood just murmured with the joviality of the nighttime revelers. We squeezed into the traditional tiny European elevator and set our sights on some rest with our last full day tomorrow at the forefront of our minds.

And with that, I only have one more Paris post left. Which I’ll wrap-up next week and pat myself on the back for doing so as I've never successfully finished an ENTIRE trip recap before. Go.me! #GoalsNoOneCaresAboutButMe

Anddddd, if you have 1:20, here's snippets from the fountain and the cafe. I don't even know if I've ever posted Jay talking on here before, how exciting!:

[Other Paris posts can be found here] ///// [To see another place I scouted from the screen in Paris, click here to see KONG from Sex & the City]

Happiest Tuesday!