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A Day Lost in Paris

2023-12-07 02:46:18

On the afternoon of July 10, my birthday was bright, comfortable, warm, fresh, warm through the summer. The flowers are in full bloom, the lawn is green. Leather sole rhythm gently scratches the concrete block and tap lightly. The rich creamy fragrance from the cheese shop and the fresh, fresh and tasty fragrance make you believe that Paris is the country that I have always dreamed of. I smelled creamy cheese while walking on the sidewalk, you almost can taste it.

My first night in Paris, arrived a day ago, was great - even if the airline lost my baggage (which was before I continued my revelation). Wandering Christmas markets, drinking, listening to Manu Chao on my iPod, I do not mind even cold, mostly snow-covered air. The holidays in Paris are beautiful. I was sleeping in the French who is playing outside the window of the apartment - I went out to smoke young Parisian and tobacco about my age. When I was wearing an oversized white T - shirt I gave to Lufthansa, in this town, a 7 - year French course made me excited and attractive. A city I have never seen before. I think that I can say that I have high expectations.

We arrived in Paris in the first week of September and took pictures in the middle of the rent. The weather is good, all the people of Paris look back to Paris and look stylish and happy. Paris is very exciting, and at that time it was not more attractive. At a strange moment, Vincent and I decided to take action. We returned to New York and gathered various parts. Our goal is to finish the year from the end of the summer of 2005 to the fall of 2005, to adjust for the big change. To make us the most action is to sell our apartment. In 2001, Soho bought two lofts of 1,500 square meters at a price lower than market price. I learned that at the peak of the real estate boom in Manhattan in 2004/2005, I can almost double the cost I paid. A coincidence real estate boom is our ticket to leave New York.

Since this is the last day in Paris, I decided to take a nap without setting an alarm clock for change. After waking up, take breakfast slowly and head towards the city center toward the last sightseeing day in Paris. There are many sightseeing spots and sights on the island with Notre Dame Cathedral, but yesterday you can see them except Concierge. Conciergerie is an ancient palace area which became a government building after the French Revolution. Although the ground building was used by the government, the basement was used as a museum as it was a prison cell of major prisons used in the French Revolution and other important times in the history of France. The room you first walked on is very big and the huge gothic pillars and ceiling were similar to what you saw at the Notre Dame Cathedral yesterday.