A weekend in Paris, France by Avery Gavornik

I had really low expectations when preparing for my short weekend in Paris, Frace. Having already been to so many popular tourists destinations such as Rome, Venice, and even my host city, Florence, I was once again ready to be bombarded my large crowds, vendors hassling me to buy “skip the line” tickets into a museum or cheap souvenirs, and difficulty finding seats in restaurants. I had also been told by multiple sources that the French are not the nicest people in the world. Moreover, the weather forecast called for thirty and forty degree temperatures along with rain. That being said, I packed every sweater I owned and bought a new oversized coat, scarf, and gloves that I hoped would do the trick. After arriving in Paris on Friday night, my friends and I decided to go check out the Eiffel Tower at night; the first sight every tourist probably sees when arriving in Paris. We took the underground train from our hotel and the feeling that I felt when first seeing the Eiffel Tower, perfectly lit without a cloud in the sky is something I will never be able to fully explain. No amount of pictures or description could ever do the structure justice. It was a magical feeling that led me to the exact spot the following night, so I could immerse myself even more to its beauty. Along with visiting the Eiffel Tower multiple more times during that trip, I was also able to experience the Palace of Versailles and the Louvre Museum- two breathtaking places that only made my love for Paris grow. However, my favorite parts of the trip were simply strolling down streets and popping my head into cafes for food or drinks, or getting lost while walking around the pretty streets. Furthermore, I never once had a bad experience with the French; everyone I talked to was incredibly nice and helpful, even without asking for assistance sometimes. I also never felt overwhelmed by tourists to the point where I didn’t even notice them most of the time. This trip showed me that it is important to never let someone’s opinion about a place ruin your experience, let alone compare a past trip in a tourist-populated place to an upcoming one. I went into my weekend in Paris with low expectations, but came out with the intention of returning as soon as possible.

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