Ooh La La…
A couple of weeks back I headed to Paris for a lovely romantic couple of days with one of my best friends.
The weather was absolutely beautiful and we had a fantastic few days wandering around in the sun, exploring the sights and eating delicious food. We managed to get a glimpse of Parisian nightlife the first night we arrived and it was fantastic. We spent the next few days walking, cycling and even jumped into the back of a bicycle pulled cart, although our driver seemed to be crazy as he speeded around Paris. Our last night was amazing, we headed into the centre for dinner and celebrated my birthday early. After we went up the Eiffel tower, which was when I realised I had an undiscovered fear of heights that I had gained in the last four years. Our arrival back on solid ground bought me much relief and after a carousel ride, we spotted our cart driver from the previous day and climbed aboard for a night tour of Paris.
Both my friend and I suffered from serious holiday blues on arrival back in England. I'm already counting the minutes when I can return to live there.
Love Alana xxx