Leaving the beautiful Philippines wasn’t so hard, knowing that we had a few more adventures planned for when we arrived back. The Gentleman had booked us a surprise trip (although he’s not terribly good at keeping secrets, so I knew weeks before we went). The next weekend, we zoomed off on the Eurostar for a little weekend break in Paris.
The gorgeous Hotel Westminster put us up in a room fit for a prince and princess. The Saint-Honore-Suite‘s double doors open into the quaintest little sitting room. On the table, waiting for us was a chilled bottle of champagne and two glasses, along with a note for us welcoming us to the hotel. Through the door, a beautiful bedroom leading into a walk in wardrobe on one side and a white marble bathroom on the other.
The rooms were painted in a stunning duck egg blue with gold details and typical French furniture. Ornate marble fireplaces in each room drew them together and gave the hotel room a really homely feel. Both Ben and I could have moved in in a heartbeat, given the chance.
The beautiful room and sitting room both had little Juliet Balconies overlooking a pretty courtyard. Slightly too chilly to enjoy with the below freezing temperatures, we imagined how it could look in the summer. Tea in the courtyard on a beautiful day in the sunshine.
After exploring our room, we decided to brave the cold and head out in search of the most famous structure the City has to offer. We walked out of the hotel and directly onto Rue de la Paix, home to all the jewellery designers you can think of and the most beautiful Christmas street I’ve ever seen.
It was colder than we anticipated, so we didn’t actually get that far before we needed something warm in our tummies. With this as our view, we munched on spaghetti Bolognaise and warm sandwiches washed down with tea and coffee for extra comfort.
Eventually, we did make it to the Eiffel Tower and managed to find pretty much the best spot for some obligatory tourist snaps. Not before walking through the lovely Tuileries Garden though, to watch the old men driving their mini yachts across the fountains with their grandsons.
Walking hand in hand, we stood under the great iron structure as it’s light grew brighter in the encroaching darkness.
Because we were only in Paris for the weekend, we didn’t pack much. I’m so pleased I brought these jeans from George at Asda with me. Usually I wouldn’t consider ripped jeans for such a stylish and sophisticated city, but adding this gorgeous fur trimmed cardigan (also from George at Asda) helps the outfit look more classy than brassy.
Our walk took us right under the Eiffel Tower as it turned gold from the twinkling lights encasing it. The freezing cold kept us walking arm in arm and lead us towards the warmth of the beautiful Christmas market along the Champs-Elysees.
We chose a Santa’s Grotto style hut to stop at, of course we couldn’t not have crepes in Paris. We chose the only pancake fillings worth eating when you get the chance – Nutella and Banana wrapped in the delicious batter. We’d barely said ‘Merci’ before they were both demolished and our tummies warm once more.
Paris is without doubt the best City to visit during the festive period. The entire place is transformed under glowing gold strings of fairy lights and hundreds of fir trees wrapped in, yet more, twinkling lights.
Walking back through the square, we were both exhausted. As soon as we returned to the room, I ran a deep bubble bath and climbed into it until I felt like the warmth had finally returned to the centre of my bones.
Ben and I decided to stay in the hotel and make full use of the facilities, rather than head out into the cold to find somewhere to eat. Changing back into my George ripped jeans, I paired them with a fur stole and a George sequin top for a bit of extra night time glam.
It ended up being the perfect decision as we were more exhausted than we thought we were, and the bar seats were incredibly comfortable to collapse into.
We both started with a Kir Royale in Le Duke’s Bar and some nibbles before ordering our mains. Much like The Bar back in the Hong Kong Peninsula, this bar was also green, lots of leather and rich colours with a fully stocked bar reminded me again of a gentleman’s smoking room.
We ordered to share, as always, a Kobi Beef Burger and a delicious rabbit dish.
Each dish was presented beautifully and tasted absolutely exquisite. Although we were sitting in the bar, Le Celedon (the main restaurant) has been awarded a michelin star every year for more than 20 years. Chef Christophe Moisand does an impeccable job of delivering delicious dishes.
The rabbit with mushrooms, jus and parsnip mash was illegally good, but incredibly rich. The burger with chips (and an extra secret napkin parcel full of chips – see if you can spot it) was the perfect balance to cleanse the palette. I couldn’t have eaten the whole portion of rabbit – it’s ridiculous how much flavour was packed into such a tiny meal!
We had one more drink at the bar, as different musicians each took their turn to serenade us with their incredible talent, before sneaking off to our beautiful room and palatial bed. Waving good night to the white tree on our way up.