I always forget how much I love Paris, until I’m in the city. I also like to pretend I’m not a huge romantic, but oh my, Paris holds my heart. When my sister decided she wanted to celebrate her 21st birthday (I know, can you believe it? 21?!) in Paris, I knew it was going to be amazing.
We left early on Friday, December 21st. When I say early, I mean 4.30 in the morning early. How we managed to actually make it to Paris without any mishaps is still a miracle to me. I half expected to be too tired to do anything at all that first day, but like I said, I always forget how much I love Paris, until I’m in the city. Everything is just perfect. I was excited about the view from our hotel room for crying out loud.
I can’t pick my favourite part of that first day, because all of it was amazing. Although, I have to say, just walking by the Paris Opera is right at the top. I’ve recently read a book that takes place in and around the opera and I got so lost in the history of it all. The best part? My sister and cousin’s faces. They just looked so in awe, it was adorable.
December 22nd, the Bumblebee turned 21. Obviously, we spent the day wearing Minnie Mouse Ears. We had lunch with Disney princesses, we stood in line to take a picture with Marie from the Aristocats (as one ought to do in Paris, clearly), watched a parade in the pouring rain… And my little bee assured me she loved it all. One majorly important note before we move on: THANK YOU PARENTS FOR ALL THE DISNEY TRIPS. NEARLY HAD TO SELL A KIDNEY TO BUY A SODA. JEEZ.
December 23rd? Well, I don’t remember December 23rd. We were SO tired, we slept until 14.00. And we weren’t even mad about it. We didn’t cross off everything on our must-do list, but it didn’t matter. It just means we have yet another excuse to go to Paris again. Not like we need it. After all, Paris is always a good idea.