Things went from good to GREAT when our plane rolled in and I saw that it too was covered in that fabulous pink cat (Hello Kitty for those who are just tuning in). We were travelling in styling! Rhings went from GREAT to EXCELLENTTAE when I discovered the Hello Kitty soaps, food, serviettes, aprons and even toliet paper that filled the plane. I even smuggled one of the 'Hello Kitty' pillow covers out when we arrived in Paris. And when I say SMUGGLED I mean I waited patiently until everyone else had left the plane to politely ask if there was any possibility that I could keep the pillow case that they were going to chuck out anyway.
Stepping out into the cool, crisp air and feeling the cold for the first time (well appart from in TAIPEI but it was nowhere near as cold there as it was in Paris) was so refreshing. I liked the way my breath foggered the air when I laughed. I laughed when I heard two men talking in French because it was then when I realised I had really made it, that it wasn't just a dream, THIS WAS REAL LIFE BABY. I tried tso hard to keep my eyes open in the taxi on the way to the city. The plan was to check in our luggage at the train station for the day and then spend the hours before we had to get on the overnight train to Venice at he Lourve.
"Let;s just go for a walk and see whre we end up" was probably not the best thing my mum could have said that day in Paris. However I enjoyed getting lost in those foreign streets even if we never even made it to the Lourve. Although, I stuck out like a sore thumb in my bright orange jacket an baggy keans. Nobody told me they wore everything skin tight and jet black. THEY WERE FASHIONABLE THOUGH AND OHMYGOD I DON'T EVEN CARE IF I SOUND CREEPY BY SAYING THAT PEOPLE WATCHING IN PARIS WAS AWESOME BECAUSE I DONT EVEN CARE EVERYONE WAS SO AMAZING LOOKING AND COOOOOOOOOOL.
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