When hubs told me we were starting February off in Paris, I had one thought: I hope we get to see the city in the snow. Never mind that according to almost everything I read, it rarely snows in Paris. I had it in my head that that would make the weekend that much more romantical (new word). On our first day, we high-tailed it to the Eifel Tower and made friends with that little bird to the left who kept posing for all my photos. No snow, but the perfect start no less. That night, when we left dinner,…