Over Cloud Nine and Into a Town Called Paris

It was more than a dream…

My plane had just landed into Charles de Gaulle after an eight hour plane ride. It was now midday in the city of lights and I only had a little amount of time to explore. Yet, being clumsy me, I bumped into a person within the first half hour of landing, but instead of saying sorry, what I said translates back to "I wash myself", no wonder the person gave me such a dirty look. So I simply put that behind me and moved on.  As soon as I got outside of all the baggage claims and customs, I went straight for a Taxi.

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As soon as I hopped in we played some charades, seeing as the three years of French I had taken was not doing me all so good. I managed to communicate where my hostel was without much difficulty. Then again, this cab driver must have people like me (non-French speaking American) hop into his cab all the time.
Seeing Paris was the best thing I ever did.  As soon as you arrive you can't help but look up at all the detailing in the buildings. Even the apartment buildings have masterpieces engraved into their exterior walls. The entire city is one big painting, created by the many artists that have lived in it throughout the years.All I was able to think about was the patience and creativity over many years it took to build this radiant city. I am unable to apprehend how one can live in a city like this and not admire the view everyday of their life.
That evening I took a boat ride down the Seine, although the water was not the prettiest thing in the world, the buildings around it were. Yet me being silly, I chose to sit next to the engine, by accident, causing these views to be seen while I was inhaling toxic fumes and heat that made me want to pass out for about an hour. There was a fence on the Seine that I found most Intriguing, I do not know if it had a name but it was so inspiring. On this fence people would latch a lock with the name of the person they love on it and then throw the key into the seine for all of eternity. I wish I had a love to "lock in". Even though I did not have a love, there was so much romance floating around Paris. There were so many couples on the streets in such harmony. As night came, I went to go see the Eiffel Tower, which had always been my dream. There is one thing I must say about it, And that is that it really does sparkle. It was kind of frightening however climbing the steps, considering that it was raining and I was wearing flip-flops causing me to stumble every few steps. I must say that it was not my brightest hour. By the time I got back down, I realized that I had not tried any French foods yet. So of course I go to get a Crepe. I never knew how big Nutella was in Europe, but it was delicious when I had it on my Crepe with some banana ( I recommend that one most).
All in all, my first day in Paris was, without a doubt, the best day of my life. Yes, I made a couple mistakes, but I laughed and moved on. I still can not understand why I left and went back into the realm of reality.