Oh, Paris. I visited you when I was 20 years old. Three girls hopped on a plane from Madrid and landed in your beautiful city. We spent three days
roaming gallivanting down your streets and marveling at your structures: the Sacre Coeur, Notre Dame, the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower. Oh, the Eiffel Tower. As many pictures as I'd seen of the Eiffel Tower before my first visit, nothing compared to the feeling I felt seeing the awe-inspiring structure in person. And then, to see it again at night, lighting up like the most magnificent glitter snow globe on earth, there was no stopping the giggles and joy escaping my body. Sometimes I dream of living the rest of my days in your presence, soaking up the beauty of life. Paris, you do a great job living up to the hype.