Falling in love with Paris.

The first night in Paris we went to the Montmartre district,

and got a quick look at Moulin Rouge on our way home.

We found a small piano bar in the Montmartre district where we ate savory crepes for dinner,

and I had an apricot crepe for desert. Crepes on crepes on crepes.

Two french boys were playing Coldplay, Maroon 5, and various french songs.

It was my favorite night of the entire trip.

I just kept looking at my friends mouthing the words "This is so awesome" because the piano was so loud they couldn't hear me haha.

I felt like I was in a dream.

...

The first morning in Paris I started eating a baguette and said,"Gosh this tastes like french bread"

Then all of the sudden the lightbulb in my brain turned on.

I'M IN FRANCE.

The Louvre.

Our tour guide told us to not spend more than 3 hours in this museum.

If we spent longer, we would just want to shoot all of the happy people when we got outside.

I just kept thinking of my dad when she said that and couldn't stop laughing.

The Mona Lisa was....small. Couldn't get close to it 

because of the swarms of people,

but it's cool to be able to say I saw it! haha

There are so many paintings of Christ in these huge museums.

My favorite line was Cara saying,"I wonder what God actually thinks of all these paintings."

But really. I wonder what he thinks.

The Palace and Garden of Versailles were absolutely incredible.

I wanted to relax and stay there all day.

It was so serene and peaceful, 

even though there were a ton of tourists around.

On a heavier note, our train stopped early on the way home.

Halfway between two different stops.

They started filing us all off of the train, and we found out that the train had stopped because someone had committed suicide 

and jumped in front of our train.

That was heavy.

I couldn't stop thinking about it for the next few hours.

Whoever it was, was so unhappy that they ended their life.

I can't imagine being at that point of unhappiness.

All of the locals around us seemed to brush it off 

as if it happens all of the time.

Maybe it does.

We ended our time in Paris with macaroons from McDonalds. 

Classy.

But dang they were good.