Monday April 14, 2014
The past few weekdays are not even worth mentioning because they are so far overshadowed by my weekend in the glorious city that is Paris. It is hard for me to put into words how amazing this city is. Paris, ma chérie, je t'aime. Je t'adore. I have truly fallen in love with the city of love.
I left with my friend Sophe Thursday afternoon for the Florence airport. We were both so excited to experience a city we have both dreamed of since childhood. Our flight and our journey to our hostel went as smooth as could be and we were delighted to find that we were to receive free breakfast in the morning. We did not arrive until around 9 at night so we both threw our things in our room and bolted for the restaurant. Sophe ate a veggie burger, I had a salad, both things that are uncommon to Florence, and we each had vodka with cranberry juice to toast to our trip.
The next morning we woke up bright and early to go to the grand palace of Versailles. I wore my sunflower pants to see the home of the sun king. I thought it was very appropriate. The golden gates and Louis the XIV greeted us as we approached drinking our Starbucks coffee. We decided the gardens were a better option to visit because the line to get in the palace would have taken at least 2 hours to get through. Our decision was definitely justified. The grandeur of the garden was breathtaking and it took us 4-5 hours to make it through the whole thing. It is crazy to me that someone could have ever had that kind of beauty at their disposal....