My First Paris Night

I was a little nervous as I walked into the terminal at the Gare du Nord. It was my first time in Paris and unlike my London trip, I was not prepared. I had not mapped my route from the terminal to my hotel. The most I’d done was an Internet search for hotels within a 15-minute radius of the terminal and booked the first one that looked acceptable. It was then that I realized that I’d missed a key part of the plan — I had no idea where the hotel was in relation to the terminal and the city map made absolutely no sense at that point.

I was scheduled to meet my friend, Karen, for dinner at 7:30 p.m. at Le Relais de l’Entrecôte. I had just about an hour to check in and freshen up so I joined the line at the taxi stand. My cabbie was young and Moroccan. We talked about his work, life in Paris and reggae music.

Guy Môquet metro - Maynefoto

The desk clerk gave me a map of the metro and showed me how to get from Guy Môquet to Saint-Germain-des-Prés. Finding Saint Germain was the easy part. It took me almost as long to find the restaurant. No one, not even the folks in a pizza restaurant, seemed to know where rue Saint Benoit was. I got so frustrated that I gave up and hailed a cab.

When I told him where I wanted to go, he tried to give me direction because it was close, he said. By then, I was so turned around, I didn’t trust myself to find it on my own. We’d just started getting into a discussion of Haitian politics (he was Haitian) when we arrived. He was right: the restaurant wasn’t even a 10 minute walk away!

Le Relais de l’Entrecôte was humming. All the tables, including the ones outside, were taken but the wait gave me time to begin my catch up with Karen, who I hadn’t seen in months despite her living just across the river in Brooklyn.

Finally, we got a table. It’s a simple setup at l’Entrecôte. On the menu? Steak. Steak and steak. Well done for me and it was delicious. There was nothing left on the plate by the time we finished.

My dinner at Le Relais de l'Entrecôte - Maynefoto

Karen knew her way around Paris and after dinner, we decided to go for a stroll so I could enjoy my first Parisian night.

Pont Neuf - Maynefoto
Cathédral Notre Dame de Paris - Maynefoto
Rue du Grenier sur L'Eau - Maynefoto

When we parted, it was close to midnight. By the time I returned to my hotel, it was a little after 1 a.m. My first Paris night turned out better than I had anticipated.

I fell asleep excited about what the next day would bring.


4 comments on “My First Paris Night

  1. Ah, the delights and frustrations of Paris… That cabbie must have been the same one that picked me up at the station on my return from Normandy. 🙂

  2. Yup, Paris does have its share of those. Like NYC, I’m sure. But I can’t remember having many “good” experiences with NYC cabbies!

  3. Oh, mais je suis jalouse! How wonderful to get to revisit Paris vicariously through your blog. Like you, I’ve gotten hopelessly turned around while looking for a particular restaurant or landmark. But I’ve found that — if I’m not in a hurry — getting lost in Paris can be enormously fun. I look forward to reading more about your trip, Marcia!

  4. Hi Heather, getting lost is usually how i discover little gems. I wish I could have stayed longer and really get to explore. But next trip!
    I’m glad to bring Paris back to you. You did the same for me with your posts and your photographs. I can’t wait for you to go back so I can see more.

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