How goes it my faithful readers? I hope you're enjoying the warmth and sunshine in America, while here it is a constant brisk 45 degrees. Anyways I'm not here to give you an update on Angers' inability to decide on a temperature. Nope, I wanna talk about where I went last weekend. PARIS.

You know how people will tell you about how awesome a movie is and how much you'll love it? Well imagine the exact opposite was told to me for Paris. Every person who I knew had gone there told me the same things: it smells, the people are mean, see the sights and leave, most of it isn't even worth it, and various things like that. Thankfully, Paris broke every one of those expectations. Only certain areas smelled, like the Red Light District but you expect it there. I don't think I met a single mean person in Paris and I met a ton of people. The sights are awe inspiring. Seriously, Notre Dame is absolutely brilliant. But I may be biased because I love seeing gargoyles and I kept expecting Mr. Hyde to jump out. Anyways, time for the play by play edited by how much I feel like typing.

Day 1: So on Friday around 8 at night, 5 of us hopped on a train and rode to Paris. Pretty easy. Couldn't find my seat so I hung out with a conductor the whole time. We get there, meet up with some people that one of my friends knows and festivities begin. And by festivities, I mean laying in the hotel room staring longingly out the window at the Seine. False. We went out and experienced Paris nightlife. It lived up to expectations. Arrive back at hotel. Sleep

Day 2: We're out bright and early! We hop on the metro and head into town. To where you ask? KFC. WE figured, we need something quick that we know and we'll do Paris cuisine for dinner! Just so you know, KFC in Paris has bouncers. Pressing on. It's getting close to bedtime for me so I'mma shorten this joker up some. We went to Notre Dame, Sacre Coeur, Eiffel Tower, Moulin Rouge, and a host of minor places that I can't remember the names of. Hop over to my Facebook to see the pictures. Side note: We met some British people. They do actually say "She's completely mental." Anyways, we wind up celebrating Paris in the Red Light District and make it home around 3 in the morning.

Day 3: We make it out of the hotel in time for check out and decide before we hop on our train, might as well spend the rest of the day in the Louvre. So we did. Absolutely brilliant. Just so you know, I saw the Mona Lisa. And I wanna tell you right now, no picture you have ever seen of it actually does it justice. It really is a spectacularly beautiful painting when you are right in front of it.

Anyways I obviously made it home alive. I'm tired. Many adventures were had. More to come at a later point in time. This post kinda sucks. I'm gonna come back and redo it when I'm actually awake.

Stay classy, America.