What a week! Honestly, I walked more in that week than I did in the last nearly 18 years that I've spent living. So this is a ferris wheel right outside the Louvre and the fairground up close was incredibly worn down and empty but hey, it looked pretty from afar. Never got to ride it, but I'm too hardcore for a ferris wheel anyway. Going back to Paris, holy Jesus does everyone smoke. Out of the many new found appreciations I had for San Diego, one was definitely good air and healthy lifestyle.
There was a line for waiting. This here is my mother and I waiting to get some ice cream! When I got to the front, I could not read the menu at all and the ones I could manage to figure out on my own were "fruit de passion" and "banane". Everything else looked like ohaehooera, (Uhu*$S, !BIug@@, vghaeu to me. So the third member of the family and the most unfortunate, myself, had to just go with my sixth sense and pick a random one and what looked like coffee turned out to be ginger flavor. YUCK! Mom and I switched and my god, the passion fruit one was amazing.
Paris doesn't turn dark until about 10 PM so I lost track of time all the time. What appeared to be 5 here was 9 there and I have to say that was one of my favorite things about the city. Didn't get to go up the Eiffle Tower or anything crazy like that, but I did get pretty damn close to it. It's just a big metal thing really. I hear the French people really hated it when they first received it back in the days.
My feet were hurting so bad the day we went to the Orangerie museum that I discreetly removed my shoes for a short time being. Bad idea! Excuse me for the bad censoring but I proceeded to take of my pants as soon as I got back to my hotel. Paris was scorching! But now that I'm back, jee I miss Paris weather. It is inhumanely hot in here, why??
The Versailles Palace was crazy! I personally much preferred sightseeing the gardens because it was way too stuffy indoors and there were a lot of annoying Korean tourists, lol. I still think I could've gotten that 5 on my AP Art History exam had I gone to my trip before, but hey I'm not about to cry over spilled beer. Anyway, this was the famous Hall of Mirrors and the guy must have been filthily rich to make such a glamorous place for himself. And, I love how photos show up on Weebly!