Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Forty Eight Hours in Paris

I think I lead a relatively normal life for a middle-class American.
I worked throughout high school and then college, and now that I've graduated, I get to continue looking for more work.
(Which I've been doing for the last five months with no luck) 
But I knew this trip was coming up, and that it would be an opportunity to do a little bit of what I missed out on by not studying abroad for a semester. 

It was my first time in Paris, and I knew two days was a hilariously short amount of time to see the thousand year-old city.  But it rained, a sign of good fortune.















































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