Day 1 - Paris

So we get to our hostel - it's super cute - small, cozy and CLEAN. We take a shower to try to wake up from the "I must be dreaming" feeling, throw on sundresses and head out to enjoy some Parisienne cafè. At our chosen venue, an intensely inebriated woman comments on my "nice boobies" - seriously lady, there's nothin there worth commenting on but thanks!! Meghan had her first croque monseuir (sp?) and fell in love.

Reenergized, we jump back on the metro and head downtown. As we exit the trocadore station, we catch a glimpse of that silly tower in the middle of the city.... aka the Eiffel Tower. After the oohs and aahs we find a great local park with an amazing view, and lay down to enjoy the scenery. One hilight - Meghan being a bit taken back by the police and saying "holy gun!" in response to the machine guns strapped across their chest. Good thing she didn't come to El Salvador.....



After awhile, we walk around the downtown Paris area and end up at an amazing Parisienne cafe! (noticing a pattern here people) We dine on French cuisine - eggplant ravioli for her, goat cheese salad por moi :-) Lets not forget the amazing wine - 2008 pouilly fume - YUM....and creme brûlée the size of my head. We worked hard to try and speak French - appreciated by the natives since they invited us back tomorrow telling us they'll be at work at 5 waiting for us :-)



Now we're back at the hostel, still drinking wine and totally loopy thanks to jet lag. Mariss - we just housed 2 fresh pain au chocolate from the 24 hr brasserie across the street. Amazing!! Took this pic from the window for you.





Goodnight everyone!!!


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