My First Post

Hello All!

I finally gave in and decided to have a blog. I probably should have started one up before I went to the U.K. but...I didn't. So instead of starting 'at the very beginning', which at the moment does not seem like the very best place to start, I will start at the end of the trip and work my way back to the beginning.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have dreamt of going to Paris. It seemed like my dream world in every way from the language to the way the lights gleamed at night from the Eiffel Tower. When I got to Paris, it was not the rose colored city from the movies. It was thriving, urban. Part of me was quite frightened that I was now in a world where I could understand more than I could speak. Luckily, I was in a wonderful group of people who were in the same boat that I was. Our group somehow managed to see a fair bit of Paris, mostly on one semi-stressful day, and I completely fell in love with it. I love the people who smile at you indulgently when you try to speak their language, I loved the museums, the landmarks, and walking along the river at night.

It's amazing when life is even better than the dreams you planned when you were a child. Here are a few pictures!