Paris – Lex in the City

This is my final post about spring break! Thank you to everyone who has dealt with the fact that I’ve had to break this up into three parts and who have read my posts in general. I’m surprised I even have an audience (even if most of it is my family members). I like to write for myself, but it makes it that much more fun and interesting when I know there are other people who like and want to hear what I have to say. Sometimes when I re-read my posts, I cringe a little because I feel like I sound like a fourth grader trying to sound more profound than they actually are, and I’ll probably always feel like that, but I’m glad at least one person likes it. I promise I’ll continue trying to do my best to illustrate my experiences to keep y’all entertained. 🙂 Continue reading “Week Ten: Spring Break (Part III)” →

“Are you happy to be in Paris?”
To pick up from where we left off, I arrived in Paris on Tuesday afternoon! After traveling for what felt like years, we stepped out for our day and it was absolutely beautiful outside. It was the first day since I’ve been in Europe that I didn’t have to wear a coat. We took advantage of this weather and walked to the Eiffel Tower. The best thing about visiting attractions on weekdays is the significantly less amount of people visiting. We decided to go to the top of the Eiffel Tower because there was a hardly a line. Also, what better way is there to start your trip in Paris? I was worried once I got up there I would regret not bringing my coat, but it was still perfect up top. In case some don’t know, I’ve been to Paris before, but I was in ninth grade so I don’t remember a lot. When I got to the top, I’m not sure if it was the smog that was cast over the city, but I felt slightly disappointed by the view. It’s probably my own fault for being like everyone else in the world not from Paris and romanticizing and idealizing it, but I realized how homogeneous the architecture of Paris was aside from its main attractions. I kept looking for specific things I could pinpoint my eye on, but there wasn’t really anything other than the Seine that made me look around and think, “I’m in Paris!” Of course, I’m still happy we went and even if I couldn’t find something to prove it, I was, in fact, in Paris. Continue reading “Week Ten: Spring Break (Part II)” →