Paris / Eiffel Tower: Night Sidecar Tour + Champagne

4.88

(48 reviews)

What’s the experience like?

The first thing I noticed was the low rumble of the sidecar engine echoing off the cobblestones near Café de Flore — and then, honestly, the way Parisians barely glanced up as we rolled past. Our guide, Pierre (who wore a scarf even though it wasn’t that cold), grinned back at us and shouted over his shoulder about Simone de Beauvoir’s favorite corner table. I tried to imagine her there, cigarette in hand, but mostly I was focused on not losing my helmet to the wind.

We zipped through narrow streets that smelled faintly of fresh bread and something sweet — maybe chestnuts? The city looked different from down low like that, headlights bouncing off wet pavement. At Place Vendôme, Pierre paused so we could snap photos; he told us about Napoleon’s column but also pointed out a tiny bakery he likes for pain au chocolat. It felt like being shown around by a friend who actually lives here, not just reciting facts. The main keyword here is Paris night sidecar tour, but honestly it didn’t feel like a “tour” at all.

I didn’t expect to laugh so much — especially when my partner tried to pronounce “Galerie Vivienne” and got gently roasted by Pierre. We stopped at Montmartre just as the lights flicked on across the city; there was this moment where everything went quiet except for distant music and someone’s laughter drifting from a bar nearby. My hands were cold but I didn’t care. The glass of champagne in front of the Eiffel Tower tasted sharper than usual — maybe because we’d earned it after weaving through traffic like locals. There’s something about seeing Paris this way that sticks with you.