I%26#39;m looking to take my daughter to Paris for a weekend for her 13th birthday. I haven%26#39;t been to Paris for about 15 years. Any recommendation for hotels, best areas to stay and anything else we should be aware of.
We want to shop (of course) and do some sight seeing.
Thanks
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Look in previous posts as your question is a regular on this site
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I am taking my daughter for her 13th birthday also this spring. She has been asking to go since she was seven! We are staying in the Latin Quarter. Seems like a trendy, youngish location with lots to do, easy access to sites and lots of cute shops.
Scan back through this forum several pages and you will find several threads responding to places, restaurants etc. for teen girls.
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Our friends who come to visit us each year love our neighborhood, so I often recommend the Hotel Lindbergh, www.hotellindbergh.com. We are in the 7th, but it is still part of the St Germain neighborhood.
More importantly, for your daughter, we are near the rue de Rennes and some great shopping... be sure to take her to Zara, down towards Montparnasse.
I have also found that teens enjoy a night out at Altitude 95, a bistro on the 1st floor of the Eiffel Tower and the dinner cruises on Le Calife. Both of these places have online info.
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I emphatically agree to find a %26quot;Zara%26quot; store, she will love it and the prices are great.
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A word of caution: MIND THE GYPSIES!
I took my girlfriend to Paris for her first time there as I had a few extra days to spend on a business trip.
We took a Seine boat tour (not bad...), went to the Eiffel tower (big antenna...) and then went to take the Metro to go to the Latin Quarter.
At the Champ de Mars stop for the %26quot;C%26quot;, as we were going in the train was already at the opposite platform so we ran down the stairs and up again to cross over. I looked back to make sure she was right behind me and she was smiling like a little kid running up and down the stairs; we were having fun!
There was a bunch of about six junior high kids (all clean cut and in brand new sweats, looked like they were just out of soccer practice or something) getting in ahead of us and the doors started to close, so they held them open.
There were a bunch of other people at the station, they just watched indifferently.
As we tried to get in there was a lot of commotion and two adults approached also from behind.
By the time the train left, they had all run out and we were inside.
And my girlfriend%26#39;s wallet was gone.
We were shocked. She was devastated. She started crying. I couldn%26#39;t believe what was happening... The french in the train just looked back at us annoyed, and then looked away. There was a Spanish family that had just gotten in also, and they tried to console us.
We got off at the next stop and I tried to call the police. It took a while to figure out that the number for the police is %26quot;17%26quot; because their payphones are full of advertising and other stuff, and it%26#39;s an exercise to find the emergency numbers. I speak very little french so I asked the man who answered if he speaks english. He said:
-No.
I asked if he can give me someone who does. He said:
-No.
I explained in my broken french we had just been robbed, and he said:
-Go to the nearest precinct.
I asked where that is and he started to talk to me quickly, I had to ask him to speak slowly. It didn%26#39;t matter...
The trip was ruined.
A $400 wallet with $200 in cash, six credit cards, driver%26#39;s licence, receipts, notes, health insurance card, gift certificates... all gone.
The smile on her face gone.
All replaced by a feeling of shock and grief and violation and wondering who else is dangerous... everywhere we went. Which was not much. No desire left...
So watch out for the gypsies, nice looking little kids with adult back-up.
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A word of caution: MIND THE GYPSIES!
I took my girlfriend to Paris for her first time there as I had a few extra days to spend on a business trip.
We took a Seine boat tour (not bad...), went to the Eiffel tower (big antenna...) and then went to take the Metro to go to the Latin Quarter.
At the Champ de Mars stop for the %26quot;C%26quot;, as we were going in the train was already at the opposite platform so we ran down the stairs and up again to cross over. I looked back to make sure she was right behind me and she was smiling like a little kid running up and down the stairs; we were having fun!
There was a bunch of about six junior high kids (all clean cut and in brand new sweats, looked like they were just out of soccer practice or something) getting in ahead of us and the doors started to close, so they held them open.
There were a bunch of other people at the station, they just watched indifferently.
As we tried to get in there was a lot of commotion and two adults approached also from behind.
By the time the train left, they had all run out and we were inside.
And my girlfriend%26#39;s wallet was gone.
We were shocked. She was devastated. She started crying. I couldn%26#39;t believe what was happening... The french in the train just looked back at us annoyed, and then looked away. There was a Spanish family that had just gotten in also, and they tried to console us.
We got off at the next stop and I tried to call the police. It took a while to figure out that the number for the police is %26quot;17%26quot; because their payphones are full of advertising and other stuff, and it%26#39;s an exercise to find the emergency numbers. I speak very little french so I asked the man who answered if he speaks english. He said:
-No.
I asked if he can give me someone who does. He said:
-No.
I explained in my broken french we had just been robbed, and he said:
-Go to the nearest precinct.
I asked where that is and he started to talk to me quickly, I had to ask him to speak slowly. It didn%26#39;t matter...
The trip was ruined.
A $400 wallet with $200 in cash, six credit cards, driver%26#39;s licence, receipts, notes, health insurance card, gift certificates... all gone.
The smile on her face gone.
All replaced by a feeling of shock and grief and violation and wondering who else is dangerous... everywhere we went. Which was not much. No desire left...
So watch out for the gypsies, nice looking little kids with adult back-up.
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Another fun idea with teens is to go to a music store and get them a CD of what kids are listening to over here. There is a FNAC (electronics/books/music) located just across from the Zara (it is my favorite for its gorgeous art deco architecture) on the rue de Rennes.
Some insipid pop music that is a big hit w/13 yr old girls is anything by Lorie, Lynda Lemay, Jenyfer, Avril Lavigne, Priscilla, Emma Daumas and the horrific Star Academy (France%26#39;s version of American Idol). I find some of it rather insipid, but the kids love it!
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Crime Hater, That is sad what happened to you, perhaps your homeowners/tenant insurance will cover the financial loss.
I%26#39;d hate for people to assume all gypsies were thieves, it is a prejudice that the entire EU is trying to combat and generalizations don%26#39;t help.
As for pickpockets, yes you have to keep your wits about in major tourist areas across the globe... hands on you bag at all times.
When my Camera was stolen in Berlin I was quite sad until my Parisian traveling companion looked at me and said, %26quot;But you weren%26#39;t being careful enough.%26quot; OUCH. But he was right, I knew better.
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So sorry to hear that you had such a problem. It is a sad experience to have someone take something which belongs to you and can be a bitter experience. It is also NOT your fault. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time(for them). From the posts on this site, it apparently does not happen too often, thank the gods. It has happened to me and it can be terrible, I know. But they did not get much of anything when they hit me, though there was one neat photo in my old wallet.
One reason I am a big avocate of NOT carrying much in a wallet, or not carry one at all, is that if you should get hit by a group as you discribed..... a sweet little old lady....... just a %26quot;bump%26quot; in a crowd......or nothing you can remember, you will not LOOSE much. Because it is such a bad experience it is important that people think about it..........for a moment and take appropiate precausions. You can%26#39;t go out worrying about who will try to rip you off.... can%26#39;t live that way. But it happens......You are distracted, helping someone else, sneezing, not concerned....... in Paris, Rome, Barcelona, NYC, even here on the quiet beaches of s/w Florida! (Recently had someone come in my fenced back yard and take my old bike!...... one of the %26quot;something for nothing%26quot; crowd).
It is not the French, just a bunch of hoods that would rather steal your things than work for their own. If those on the metro who seemed to be French did not seemed concerned I have a feeling they were very much concerned and felt a great amount of sympathy for you..........just didn%26#39;t know how to let you know.
Do try to remember all the nice times you and your friend had on your trip, all the wonderful things you saw and all the lovely people you met, once the pain of this is lessened.
Take care and it%26#39;s my belief that the things taken will be replaced with something even better...........
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$400 wallet with $200 in cash, six credit cards, driver%26#39;s licence, receipts, notes, health insurance card, gift certificates... all gone.
Not a good idea to carry all that while wandering through a big, foreign city. I agree with Bea, carry little then if it is stolen, which does happen, it is no great loss. Money belts are also a good way to go. I would do the same in New York or Washington D.C. as well.