We arrived in Paris on Friday evening. All 85 of us students with our luggage in tow headed to our hotels where we were assigned roommates and a very plush comfortable bed. My back I believe sang the hallelujah chorus. :D After that it was off to a boat tour on the Seine. I would have you know that when that boat came around the bend in the river and there she was lady Eiffel glimmering in all her golden glory 2 tears fell down my face. I wish I could say this is the only time this happened to me, but no it's not. Every time I visit Paris, I cry.
The next morning, MY BIRTHDAY! They crammed 85 of us onto buses for a morning tour of Paris. Awesome. Best part being when we joined that 12 ring circus of cars in the round-a-bout by the arch de Triomphe. It was about a 3 hour tour of Paris stopping here and there and everywhere. Ending up at the Louvre where our school let us have the rest of our day to do whatever. We explored the Louvre and then somehow I ended up being the tour guide for a group of people and took them all over Paris. We stopped at the Lock Bridge, at Notre Dame, got a bite to eat at a cafe. We were determined to find macaroons because that was what I wanted for my birthday cake. Unfortunately when you are really wanting to find something it cannot be found anywhere and thusly we were wandering around Paris for an hour or so trying to track down macaroons. Then the sky decided to open up and down came pouring rain, then hail, then wind and all of a sudden, a RAINBOW!! It was so exciting I almost shed another tear. Fortunately we found a macaroon shop or I would have cried for a different reason. I bought 3 macaroons and then we decided to head back to the hotel to change for the evening...I mean it was my birthday, I gotta look special on my birthday!!
|This is how 23 feels.|
23 is a pretty cool age to be. I feel wiser. 23 WOWEEE SO OLD.