Last night was my first wedding with Fete in France. While it did have many similarities to a wedding in the states it was for the most part pretty different. For instance they didn't site down to eat until 10pm. The dancing did not begin until about 11:30. We were there until 3:30 in the AM. I am still fairly jet lagged, so staying up until 3 am was not that hard. It was a gorgeous location, the Maison France-Amerique with gorgeous ballrooms and salons. Each part of the wedding took place in a different salon. It was very extravagant and fancy. I loved every part of it.
I didn't wake up until 12pm this afternoon, but once I was awake I was dead set on finding that gorgeous tour that I dreamed about for so long. I started the morning with a trip to my neighborhood Starbucks which feels like a little piece of home every time I go in. After I got my grande iced coffee I made my way to the Abesses metro station where I hopped on the 12 and made my way towards the Eiffel. A couple run ins with some not-so friendly homeless people. Apparently Sunday they know all the tourists are out and about. Once I finally made it to the correct neighborhood it started to rain. I ducked into an adorable cafe where I enjoyed yet another Croque Monsior and a coffee. I can not help my self around that delicious ham and cheese! I promise I'll order outside the box next time.
After a leisurely Sunday brunch the sun started to pop its head out just in time for my walk! There were several different routes to get to the park but I chose the road less traveled with sweet apartments of all the locals who live in the area. The streets were quiet and gorgeous. As I was walking I dreamed of having a tiny little flat over looking the Eiffel tower. Once I rounded the corner I came across the most beautiful sight, I had waited for so many years to see this very monument and here I was. I was able to appreciate at that moment all that it took to get me here and the experiences that I was going to have for the next three months. I sat on park bench for a bit looking up and watching people slowly climb the stairs or take the elevator to the very top (something I obviously avoided due to my extreme fear of heights).
After a small photo shoot which included several selfies of myself and the tower I made my way back to the metro. Before hopping on I stopped into a large grocery store to finally pick myself up a few things. That provided to be a little harder then originally anticipated. I at least came out with some yogurt and cereal for the mornings.
Considering the long night I had last night and how little I have been sleeping here I came home early to relax and do some French lessons. I will most definitely be turning in early this evening. Back to work tomorrow for an elopement.
xoxoI didn't wake up until 12pm this afternoon, but once I was awake I was dead set on finding that gorgeous tour that I dreamed about for so long. I started the morning with a trip to my neighborhood Starbucks which feels like a little piece of home every time I go in. After I got my grande iced coffee I made my way to the Abesses metro station where I hopped on the 12 and made my way towards the Eiffel. A couple run ins with some not-so friendly homeless people. Apparently Sunday they know all the tourists are out and about. Once I finally made it to the correct neighborhood it started to rain. I ducked into an adorable cafe where I enjoyed yet another Croque Monsior and a coffee. I can not help my self around that delicious ham and cheese! I promise I'll order outside the box next time.
After a leisurely Sunday brunch the sun started to pop its head out just in time for my walk! There were several different routes to get to the park but I chose the road less traveled with sweet apartments of all the locals who live in the area. The streets were quiet and gorgeous. As I was walking I dreamed of having a tiny little flat over looking the Eiffel tower. Once I rounded the corner I came across the most beautiful sight, I had waited for so many years to see this very monument and here I was. I was able to appreciate at that moment all that it took to get me here and the experiences that I was going to have for the next three months. I sat on park bench for a bit looking up and watching people slowly climb the stairs or take the elevator to the very top (something I obviously avoided due to my extreme fear of heights).
After a small photo shoot which included several selfies of myself and the tower I made my way back to the metro. Before hopping on I stopped into a large grocery store to finally pick myself up a few things. That provided to be a little harder then originally anticipated. I at least came out with some yogurt and cereal for the mornings.
Considering the long night I had last night and how little I have been sleeping here I came home early to relax and do some French lessons. I will most definitely be turning in early this evening. Back to work tomorrow for an elopement.
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Traveling alone you are forced to take an absurd amount of selfies.
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