A Love Story
09.11.2009 - 13.11.2009 50 °F
Once upon a time there were three young, American girls who traveled to a town called Paris, France, you may have heard of it. The girls were so excited about this trip because for their whole lives they had heard of this magical city. Upon first step off the train the smiles grew on their faces and they knew where their first stop would be. THE EIFFEL TOWER, one of the most famous sights in the entire world. Their timing was perfect, not unlike the rest of their trip. They climbed up until they could see all of Paris. By the time they got back down it was night and razzle dazzle time.
The tower sparkled like it was wearing a dress of sequins and the paparazzi were snappin all over the place.
The next day they met a young wizard who offered to give them a free tour of the city. Afterwards the wizard showed them a secret passageway into a place called Montmarte, a tiny village of Parisian artists. They walked and walked and walked and when they finally arrived... what a sight they beheld.
After dining they started to walk back to their cottage (called hostels in that area) and saw two other people who had been on the tour, a Brazilian named Fernando, and an Argentenian named Gonzalo. The five young travellers became the best of friends. They had such a fun time together they embarked on a local Parisian tradition: a Pub Crawl.
The rest of their days included tiny restaurants, wine, karaoke, meeting two giant ogres that snored so loudly near their cottage that it kept them up most of the night, visiting a Grand Palace in Versailles,
and seeing some of the most famous art in all the world.
But the girls eventually had to part ways with their South American friends and their beloved French city. They vowed to return one day to this place and in the meantime they would keep a little piece of the magical city with them everywhere they went. Au revoir Paris!