at first sight, it seemed unreal. i mean, yeah we were in Paris, but it just still didn't feel like it. i seriously can not explain. it is a feeling that is unexplainable. everyone there got it. we kept saying to each other, "holy crap, we're in Paris. we are in Paris." we were all in shock and awe basically the whole of the trip. and when ever i see this picture, for example, i just go back to the moment that i first saw it. maybe you readers have experienced this too, so you might know what im talking about.
by then it was around 5ish so everyone was peckish so we traveled to a hill and climbed up SO MANY STAIRS. it was a literally marathon on stairs. i swear, my legs were cramping. and there are no ramps. once our group of 100+ finally finished climbed onto the hill were the Sacre Coure stands, we wandered down into the narrow streets. they were full of piano bars that lined both sides of the street. we walked until we found our restaurant: La Bonne Franquette.
The group was aloud to roam for a little bit but then meet on the steps of the Sacre Coure. i went with a friend to search for items of interest, but some shops were closed so we back tracked then got VERY distracted when we spied one of the most beautiful sites of all. we found the view overlooking Paris, and on the side of our view was the Eiffel Tower all lit up. it was another of those "shock and awe" moments, and "holy crap im in Paris." it was an incredible site to behold. i will never forget it.
after admiring the panorama that was laid out in front of us, we backtracked once more to the steps of the
|Night view from far away|
the hike down wasn't all that bad from what i remember, and then we flooded into the metro station. it was a total chaos. our mighty rotary leader was roaring not to get on, then telling us to get on, then telling us not to. i think we gave France a good show of "EINSTEIGEN!!! NIEN!! NEIN!!! NICHT EINSTEIGEN!!!. ok! AUSSTEIGEN!!!!!" (translation: GET ON!!! NO!! NO!! DO NOT GET ON!!! ok! GET OFF!!!!!) it was very funny. we got off and emerged above ground to the site of porn shops and dance shows. yep, we were going to the Moulin Rouge.
|The Moulin Rouge|
we arrived, saw the outside because we weren't aloud inside, cracked our jokes, talked, then headed back to our hotel.
all and all, is was one hell of a good day. but that was only day one.
(to be continued.......)