The people working in the ticket booths at one of the largest train stations in Paris were so unhelpful (and of course, could not speak German or English) that it took us a solid half an hour to figure out which ticket to buy for the metro. By the end of the whole transaction we were having a very hard time not bursting into laughter-- their uselessness (and arrogance) was just that hilarious! This trip was the first time I've ever been somewhere where I can't speak the language. It was quite frustrating, but definitely an experience everybody should have at some point in their life. It really gives you empathy for people who struggle with English in the States. It was kind of funny-- no matter how hard I tried to use the few French words I learned, German came out of my mouth whenever I tried to communicate what I wanted.


It's true-- the French love to demonstrate! This protest was one of the first things I saw in the city. I saw three protests/demonstrations in three days!


Parisians relaxing at a cafe overlooking beautiful gardens. I LOVE THIS CITY!! Life just seemed so beautiful here.
The Place de la Concorde, the center of the French Revolution. It was a bit surreal to be standing in such a historically signicant place.


The metro at night. We became pros at riding the super-crowded metro (and always spoke to each other in German while riding so that people wouldn't think we were ugly Americans).

Notre Dame at night.

A cool-looking shop on the Champs Elysees, a super chic shopping street that leads directly to the Arc de Triomphe.
This is a mall!! I told you this city was beautiful! Amelia and I spent a bit of time wandering This was about the time when we lost Colin in this huge city.

We met up with Erik Davis and Kelly, another St. Olaf student who is studying in France and had a picnic dinner on the garden of the Louvre. We had fresh baguettes, chicken, brie cheese, strawberries, and French wine. mmmm! The Eiffel Tower was also in the background, you just can't see it in this picture.
The Louvre! Friday night from 6-10 was free for students, so we saved a lot of money.
I will spare you from having to look at the billions of pictures I took in the Louvre, but I like this one of the Sphinx...
...and this one of the crowd surrounding the Mona Lisa..
...and this one of me in Napolean's private apartments... (apparently he lived in one of the wings of the Louvre- he lived pretty well, huh!?)
Ever since I watched the Mary-Kate and Ashley Olson movie Passport to Paris when I was 11, the Arc de Triomphe and the traffic circle surrounding it has symbolized Paris for me. I was so excited to actually be able to see it in real life! I took this picture from the middle of the street and almost got run over (Parisian drivers are insane!), but it was worth it. Don't worry, I only acted like a stupid tourist in Paris, not while I was traveling around Germany.
Ahhhh-- just looking at this picture again makes me so happy!! This is the Museum l'Orangerie, which is a small museum filled with impressionist paintings. My favorite part were the two circular rooms in which Monet's waterlilies paintings spanned the entire length of the wall. I just sat in the middle of the room and stared at them for a while.
Creme Brulee! It was soooo good! We unabashedly ate our way through Paris, including: crepes (desert and savory), chocolate macarons, chocolate eclairs, baguette sandwiches, baguettes with a hotdog in the middle, espresso, and french onion soup. France tastes SO much better than Germany!
And, of course we made it the Eiffel Tower. At the top of every hour at night they make it blink-- it was pretty dang cool!


We walked along the Seine from the Louvre to the Eiffel Tower one night, and I probably took 50 pictures of the tower-- it just kept looking better and better! I'm in this one (in the left corner).
It took us 10 hours (and six trains) to get home from Paris. I spent the whole time staring out the window and listening to my mp3 player-- the ride was so gorgeous I literally had tears in my eyes at time. We drove through the French country side past little villages, through the German Black Forest, and around the sparkling Lake Constance with the Alps in the distance.