Paris, the City of Lights—this is what brought me to France for four days. On the way to Paris, I stopped off in Dijon. As the name suggests, this is a city all about mustard. I wouldn’t call mustard very exciting, and I felt this city was the same. It was nice, but nothing spectacular.
Paris, of course, is an entirely different story; it’s incredible, romantic, and artistic. Paris is everything the cheesy songs and movies said it would be… but better.
I wanted to cover everything and I started with the typical tourist fare. I went to the Moulin Rouge for a show and visited the incredible exhibits in The Musee du Louvre. In the Louvre, the Mona Lisa was smaller than I thought it would be and I found myself drawn to the Egyptian Exhibit (which is only natural since I am the “Pharaoh”).
Of course I went to see the Eiffel Tower too. Lucky for me, I happened to be there on Bastille Day. Celebrated every year on July 14th, Bastille Day is the French National Day, and commemorates the 1790 Fete de la Federation. Due to the holiday, I was able to experience an unexpected firework display at the famous landmark.
Paris was beautiful, and I’d love to return and see more of France soon. I’d definitely explore the streets of Paris again before heading over to the French Riviera.