Alright, we might be having some serious mispellings in this blogg because for one, I'm no Spelling Bee Champ! And, unfortunately, my spell check for Blogger is all in French :( So pardon my spelling please!
But anyways I was wondering..... what could you ever seriously possibly ever hate about Paris?? Absolutely nothing. The history, the people, THE FOOD! It's to die for!
Alright, I'll slow down a little and begin with a recap of my adventures from yesterday...
After landing in Paris at around 8:00AM from a almost seven hour flight my body was exhausted; but my brain was spinning so fast I felt like I was smoking an illegal substance of some sort (not like I would know what that feels like mom lol)! I could not get over the fact that I was in Paris freaking France! My fellow commrades did not feel the same way unfortunately; the adrenaline apparently never hit them. As a rushed out of the stuffy airport into the fresh Parisian air I quickly noticed something - Paris was nowhere. As we drove for an hour to get to the hotel I gaped at the barren and undeveloped scenery sourrounding the highway and thought "where is my Paris?"
It wasn't until two hours later that it was united with the beautiful city, and even though I was paranoid beyond belief about pick pocketers, I still really enjoyed submerging myself in the heart of Paris.
Unfortunately, some groups were delayed and our tour guide had to assist them, so we were left unsupervised our entire first day. One of the first things I immediately noticed was that many of the shops were closed - it didn't click in until later that we had arrived on a Sunday and many Roman Catholics lived there and still respected the commandment to keep the sabbath holy. The second thing I noticed was how windy and cool it was! I was wearing a light, flowy cotton dress that helped me blend in very well with the natives until SWOOSH my panties were exposed for everyone to see.
Another big thing I recognized was the natural beauty of the city - every street corner, cathedral and windy cobblestone road was so picturesque, it literally took my breath away sometimes! And everytime I watched a moped, scooter or motocycle wiz by, I day dreamed I was Lizzy McGuire in her movie, aimlessly riding through the streets in Europe. :)
Our first stop of the day was the open market where a mixture of knicknacks, food and clothes are sold. Logan and I felt totally French when we bought our first baguette and a chunk of aged cheese for lunch. We flaunted our feast all the way back to our meeting place with Mrs.McDaniel, where we exchanged exciting stories about Romanian children trying to pick pocket us.
Next on our list was the gardens in front of the Louvre. The stunningly shaped hedges and numerous statues in combination with the laid back attitudes of the residents chilling by the pool sent us into a trance of foreign overwhelm-ment.
We then headed towards the abtract art museum, which ended up being a total failure because apparently a Monet exhibit was in town and the lines were backed up all the way to the streets.
All day we never stopped moving because we knew if we would take even a moment to rest, our bodies would send us into immediate unconsciousness. When we landed at eight that morning it was 2:00AM Ohio time - by noon we began to lose feeling in our legs. But we still pressed on - who sleeps in Paris anyway?!
After our failure with the museum we decided to shoot for the Arc de Triomphe which was a foolproof plan. Once we arrived and were stunned by the intricate beauty of the masterpiece Logan, Mrs. McDaniel, Alicia, Ben, Alex and I climbed the 300 steps to the top. As I emerged from the dark stairwell into the bright sunlight there was only one structure that captured my complete attention: the Eiffel.
She judded out so exquisitely from the layout of the city. The view was seriously like looking at a picture of perfection; the Eiffel defined the city without being a blatan eyesore.
After many minutes of taking pictures and drooling over the Eiffel I was finally sucked back into the streets where I guided to another museum and then finally dragged back to the hotel.
So, that was my first day in Paris summed up into a nutshell. I would unsually now continue and describe my experiences and opinions for today but it's already 1:37AM already and I have a bus to catch at 7:30AM. Therefore good night and good bye!
...and did I mentioned how much I love Paris? :)
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