The City of Lights

Paris was our first night in a hostel and our first chance to catch our breath. We slept in a room with 6 bunks. Hunter and slept head-to-head on the top. All the kids were *merican in our room: Philly, Brooklyn, and Kansas. There was also a girl from Australia who's been living in various hostels for 6 years! Everything was clean and we even got free breakfast, which was bread and jam, and cereal with warm milk. The only downside were the showers, which turned off every 30 seconds and were extremely tiny. (It's Sunday and Hunter hasn't showered since Thursday haha) That night we walked to the Eiffel Tower and watched it light up. It's beautiful and a lot bigger than I'd imagined. What was awesome was the people. Hundreds of young Parisians sat in the grass around the Tower, riding up on mopeds, drinkning wine, smoking cigarettes, laughingN singing, and eating. It was something you'd never see in the US. We decided to save going to the top of the Tower for another time because we were exhausted. Oh and I forgot the drama: our phone wouldn't work in Paris, we were both tired/grouchy, couldn't get to Nice, and were starving. We got a good Indian meal and felt a little better. Then Carol got a hold of her French customer who really helped us out. It was a good night in Paris.