After two months of sleeping in a tiny bed and enjoying fresh bread daily, waking up on my first day in the States was surreal to say the least…
My time in Paris was amazing. In the time I’ve spent there, I’ve enjoyed incredible food, made great friends and had many memorable moments. But my MOST memorable moment, hands down, was my last night in Paris.
For those of you who are expecting something similar to the Hangover, well sorry to disappoint, nothing like that happened. There were no Tigers or strippers.
Last Sunday was the end of the Tour de France so Molly, Melinda, and I went to the Champs Elysee to watch the bikers end at the Arc de Triomphe. There were so many people there that I felt lucky to have taken some decent photos and footage of the bikers. One thing that surprised all of us were how fast the bikers moved. On TV they seemed so slow, but in reality, they’re pretty fast! It may seem like a no-duh kind of thing, but watch the footage and you’ll see what I mean. Afterwards we went out to eat dinner and then walked around our local park, Montsouris Parc.