A night in Paris

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After Finland I went to Paris and was so excited to see the city of lights at night! There was a little confusion with my airbnb.

Getting to my apartment involved no less than 12 steps to follow after you find the building – I swear it was like finding Pokemon except I was playing find the airbnb! 😛

I embarrassed myself as always because I forgot in many places besides the U.S. the floors go from (0,1,2) while in the U.S. the ground floor is considered “1” so when I went up the stairs to find my 2nd floor apartment I called my host so confused and it turned out their second floor is what I would consider the third floor. Does that make sense? When I realized my mistake I felt so silly. As soon as I get a little cocky and feel that I’m well traveled something like that happens to bring me back down to earth. haha.

As luck would have it, almost immediately after I got out of my uber I walked under the Eiffel Tower and literally crossed paths with someone while looking at a menu. Right as I was deciding the menu was too fancy for my budget, I made new friends (Americans!) I almost hugged them. I was so happy to hear an American accent for the first time in a while.

Somehow I ended up going to Louis Vuitton’s old mansion on the seine. I really didn’t want to be “that girl” snapping a pic because as awe struck as I was at my surroundings I didn’t want to stick out like a sore thumb (pretty sure I did anyways haha). Stayed up all night in Paris with new friends even though I was exhausted because I was so thrilled with the company and I hope we never lose touch. It was a wonderful stay full of great memories even though it was short! XO

18 thoughts on “A night in Paris

  1. A very good post Charlotte-Jeanne. You did capture much of the essence of Paris in but a few pix. Where was that building? In the 17th arrondissement or Boulevard Richard-Lenoir? Curious. Be good.
    B.

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