Nothing better than visiting the most romantic city in the world with your parents. Well we may have had a few awkward moments, for the most part I loved every second of being in Paris with my mom and dad. From the croissants in the morning to the macaroons in the afternoon, we successfully ate our way through Paris. We enjoyed a lovely boat ride on the Seine River, where we were the only table of 3. As they replayed the same playlist of Love Songs ( Josh Groban, Barbara Streisand etc) I looked out and saw the eiffel tower all lit up and couldn't think of a more romantic moment to share with my parents. We stayed in the Maray area filled with Jewish bakeries, gay clubs, and awesome clothing stories. What more could I ask for. On Friday we went on the double decker bus tour and hopped off at all the museums and monuments we wanted to see. We stopped at Napolean's Tomb, which is a very huge tomb for a very little guy. We saw the Eiffel tower, the Arc de Triumph, Notre Dame, and few museums. I really loved the Orsay Museum where we saw great impressionist art. This was of course after we struggled with the audio guide head sets for a while. This was especially a challenge for my dad. Another challenge for my dad was figuring out which language to speak. The week before my parents had been in Barcelona, where my dad was able to speak Spanish pretty well. He also knows French, which he tried to use in Paris. With the quick change in language and his love of Israel, most of the things that came out of his mouth were in Hebrew. He kept referring to shekels, asking ma zeh, and occasionally he did speak French. My mom however struggled with the metro there, getting stuck in the barrier many times. Lets just say Barcelona def has a better metro system, and I will never forget the way their metro smelled. On Saturday night we went to Che Janou which had the best chocolate mousse of our lives. My mom almost cried. We also made friends with the couple next to us who happened to be Jewish and we of course invited them to New Orleans. Between the wine and the mousse we were feeling very friendly. On Saturday we headed to Versailles and saw all of the beautiful rooms each one having more gold than the one before. Then my mom and I headed to their fancy mall. Before we stopped at a small lunch placed ordered two large cokes and split a sandwich. We were trying to be economical. When we got the bill i saw they charged 10 euros per coke. THEY WEREN'T EVEN SPIKED. After having a small stroke and vowing never to order coke in Europe again we went to the very expensive and beautiful mall where I bought a great orange scarf. Color was everywhere in Paris so I needed to spice up my black or grey wardrobe. That night we had another great meal, then headed back to our hotel after a quick stroll on Le Champs Elysees. It was the perfect week vacation both in Barcelona and n Paris. Next weekend Amsterdam! Besos
Mica
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