I think I mentioned before that I did not want to go to Paris. This is based largely on stereotypes that exist in my own mind about French people. Basically I feel VERY rude for going to Paris without any French-language fluency. Also, yeah, I think those guys are angry and rude. And don’t like tourists. I said it.
But hey. My boyfriend told me he was going there, so I made it happen. His parents were also with us. So not quite as romantic as you might think. Got a nice lecture on cultural differences from his father.
February till August… finally got to see him again. Holding hands nearly killed me I think. Overdose.
Mona Lisa at the Louvre… biggest celebrity in Europe.
LOUUUUVRE. (next three are Notre Dame Cathedral.)
We’re so cute. Put a lock on it. (also cliche.)
Arc de Triomphe. Paris is just a big art gallery. head to toe.
cute, cute, we are cute.