Sunday Markets and the Eiffel Tower

About Me

Hi, I’m Krista.

Strategic communicator and storyteller.

I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.

I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.

Sunday, we meandered our way back down to the Louvre to catch the tour bus but not before stumbling across one of Paris’ many markets. Just like at home, this was a great opportunity for a mini language lesson

Sunday was also the Paris Marathon, wreaking havoc on traffic, which was fine by us, since it gave an alternate tour around Paris. But we headed in the direction of the Eiffel Tower and ended up at the Trocadero easily crossing the river…and the Marathon, to the Tower.

Not only was Jakob determined to see the Eiffel Tower, but he was determined to climb it. So after a picnic in the park my mom and her husband stayed with Ella while my brother, Jakob and I climbed the 680 steps to the 2nd floor.

Once we made it to the top, we let Jakob pick out a souvenir from the gift shop. What kid doesn’t love a snow globe?

It was a very cold day in Paris and even colder the higher you go, so once we got our feet back on the ground we set out to find some coffee and leisurely our way back to the flat.