Okay so this was the day where we kind of broke. It was the BEST day. Like the most amazingly perfect Parisian day. But, we were also up and out by 8 and didn’t really get back till almost 1. But hey, at least we weren’t on hold with Icelandic Airlines, we were at the… Continue reading Paris Day 2: “It says a lot about who we are as people considering it’s the Louvre that did us in.”
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Paris Day 1: They Call It “Saga” Cuz That’s What It Takes To Get You There
So we woke up at 5am after a night of restless sleep. Nothing says “sweet dreams” ironically like crossing your fingers something is going to work out when you’ve already had a lot of issues with it. The issue at hand, of course, was our flight. We’d been promised by an unnamed Twitter jockey that… Continue reading Paris Day 1: They Call It “Saga” Cuz That’s What It Takes To Get You There
The Day I Pretended to Be Marie Antionette
It was my last day in France, and I had another bucket list item to tackle by myself: Versailles. This was what I would call a triple threat: I am someone who loves history, architecture, and all things royalty. Well look at that, it's got all three! I allowed myself to sleep in till 9.… Continue reading The Day I Pretended to Be Marie Antionette
The Day I Was a Five-Year-Old
Before I even begin to write this, I know it's going to be my longest post by far. You might want to get a snack and a drink. Maybe a diet coke and a baggie of goldfish, that’s my recommendation. Also, if you’re not interested in in-depth Disney reviews, this one might not be for… Continue reading The Day I Was a Five-Year-Old
The Day Paris Cuisine Was On Point
Our second day in Paris was our last full day as a Contiki family. I'm sure I wasn’t the only one who was ready to soak up as much fun as I could before we had to say "au revior." I think we did a pretty good job of it. Breakfast in the hotel was… Continue reading The Day Paris Cuisine Was On Point
The Day I Watched Football
So I'm running behind on these. This is due to the fact that I have lost my built-in writing time on the bus. Once we reached our final destination of Paris, that was it. No more bus time. Sad face. Our two-day Paris adventure began with a long drive from Switzerland. This bus ride was… Continue reading The Day I Watched Football
Sprinting Through Paris
This vacation was less about Paris and more about getting to Africa, but we were going to take advantage of our one-day layover by doing the fastest one-day tour of Paris in Parisian history. Our flight was a red-eye that left at 7ish at night Boston time and arrived at 6ish in the morning Paris… Continue reading Sprinting Through Paris