Arrival in Paris: complete! Despite flying 30 hours around the world, through snow, sun and humidity, falling asleep and having near misses with boarding calls, I finally made it to the City of Lights.
Yesterday was spent lugging our 28kg luggage (this is 'life in a bag' situation if that makes the huge weight any more justifiable) around Paris. From a 20 minute train in sweaty, sticky heat, changing lines and catching a metro followed by getting off the metro, getting lost, using the ticket too many times and getting blocked out of the station then resorting to taking a taxi and being typical New Zealaner's in the inability to flag a cab, Paris has so far been interesting. The first night was spent in the cutest wee hostel, with the very french name of 'Aloha'.
When the sun finally began to set and the outside temperature became slightly more bearable, we pounded the pavement and sighed in awe at our new location and the beautiful buildings. Planning to get dinner at the supermarche was quickly interrupted by the sight of the top of le tour Eiffel poking through between the buildings. This quickly turned dinner into a mad escapade to get closer to the tower. Result: we got lost.
We eventually gave up on the tower (when it began to get dark), got some chips, waffles and biscuits (dinner of tourists, fascinated by the selection of foreign food) and headed home. Of courses, we got lost. But we made it back before it was too dark and our heads hit the pillow in exhaustion.
Today was spent much the same but with an added bonus of it being MY 21ST BRITHDAY AND IM IN PARIS FOR IT! No biggie. Right now my eyes are telling me they need to be shut, so the first day of my 22nd year of birth will be told tomorrow.
Bon soir!
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