My Parisian Weekend
When I woke up at 5:30 on Friday morning, I had a sinking feeling that Paris was not going to be the fun vacation I had originally planned. My sore throat from the night before had turned into a cold that pounded in my head and stuffed up my nose. But, since I had to go to Paris for visa purposes, I got out of bed and tried to make the best of it. Thankfully I slept straight through the entire train ride there and when we pulled into Gare du Nord, I felt even better. And before I had to worry about where to go and what to do first, I found my friend Andrea waiting right outside the platform. What had started out as a disastrous morning turned into the perfect first day in Paris.