Paris was an absolutely beautiful city. I went into it thinking that it was going to be my least favorite because I was never really interested in French history, and I'm not a super artsy-fartsy kind of girl and I always pictured Paris as that. I quickly changed my mind. The city was beautiful! The buildings had beautiful architecture and detail, and not just the famous touristy ones, but everywhere! While we were there is was cold and rainy. When you look through the pictures you'll see that I am wearing the same sweatshirt in basically all of them. We were in Paris for three days but I kind of look like I was only there one because I'm wearing the same thing in all the pictures. It was cold and that was the only sweatshirt that I had with me.
My favorite thing that we in the city was see the Eiffel Tower at night. It was so AWESOME!!! Every hour, on the hour the tower would sparkle for 10 minutes. We were up on the Arc looking out at the Tower for 9pm. We decided to take the subway down to the base for the 10pm. And it was so cool!
My second favorite thing that we did was The Pantheon. The Frenchies liked the one in Rome (pictures to come later) and so they copied and made their own in Paris. It didn't really look anything alike on the inside, mostly just on the outside. The reason it was my favorite was the crypts down below. There were so many famous people buried there, it was pretty neat!
The Laundry Story On our last night in Paris at about 9:30 we needed to do laundry. We asked the guy at the front desk and he pointed us in the direction of the closest laundromat. We find it no problem, and we go in and start to read the signs to figure we we need to do since they are all in French (none of us speak French). At 10pm sharp, as we are still trying to figure out what we do, the lights automatically turn off and the door to the shop is closing. I RUN over to the door and catch it before it closes, scared that we are going to get locked in or something. Of course after we gather up our laundry and leave we see the sign that says (we think) not to start laundry after 9pm. So we are kind of standing around looking stupid and a cute elderly couple is walking down the street and they start talking to us French. We realize that they are trying to tell us where another laundromat is. Talk about a language barrier! We kind of get the drift of what they are saying to keep going down this street and then take your 3rd or 4th right and it would be there. Please try and picture this, three 20-something girls walking around in t-shirts and gym shorts carrying a huge duffel bag of clothes at 10pm in a residential area of Paris. We looked awesome. About 15 minutes later by some MIRACLE we find this Laundromat right as we were about to turn around and head back to the hostel before we get ourselves lost. Well, of course it was closed. So we go back and decide that we are just going to have to do it all in the morning. We get the the original place early enough so that we don't waste the day away and there an overflowing washing machine. There was soap seeping out all over :) The person that had that load didn't come in the whole time that we were there so we didn't get to see a reaction or anything, but it was fun to watch! It was quite the adventure!!!
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