… gave us morning coffee to perk us up.
… landed us at the metro right outside Moulin Rouge.
… afforded us a view of the Basilique du Sacré-Cœur, pristinely waiting on a hilltop.
… sent us carousel horses to ride.
… showed us Paris.
… made sure we could always find the light, to lead us home in the darkest night.
… sold us the cheapest and most delicious warm nutella-banana crepes.
… tempted us with churros even though we filled ourselves out twice over.
Tags: Anvers, Basilique du Sacré-Cœur, France, Moulin Rouge, Paris, Travel