Intestinal Pain More Condition_symptoms Paris, day 1

One of the things I asked before going to Paris is whether the city will not disappoint me. One hears so many things that sometimes can not believe that no city can meet those expectations.

Not only disappointed me, if I never imagined it would be so very, very pretty. And if something makes me angry is that I can not find words to explain how much I liked Paris. I would live there tomorrow, even if under one of the bridges of the Seine. And I sincerely believe that after seeing Paris, I will not find any city that can surprise.

the window super nervous. I saw no more than a couple of houses, but they were so Parisian. After the train got into estacióny saw nothing more.

Upon arrival we had to go to Montparnasse in search of the English friend who came to the station. We got in the Montparnasse Starsbucks to expect and I was desperate because I was in Parisyan had only seen a street, the subway and two train stations. The girl came and took a quiet coffee with my eyes despite insistent in a cup that said "as it takes to drink a coffee?". And finally we set off. Asgirl athlete and exercise (not to brag, I say to you get in how hard the situation are those stairs). To get off the subway we saw the biggest lift the four had been in our lives, but girls who are confident, not caught and began to climb a nice spiral staircase, which was to have no end . Sections did not count but had a seventh floor or something. I was about to sit down at a landing and set up the stunt of "I can not continue, continue without me", but resisted until the end and went to a place where there was a post CHURROS (yes, churros in Englishish, no boobs, bravo Paris) and a building like arabesque (and my Arabic so I called because it is like my house) that I had time to make a picture. The Lord of the churros showed us the way to Sacre Coeur, it started snowing hard and we set off.

To get to the Sacre Coeur you have to climb the famous steps of Montmartre. You can also go up by a funicular offers beautiful views, but more expensive and deprives you of that wonderful sensation of die that offer the stairs, especially if you come up the subway. When you think you do not get & instruido to atone for the sins of

revolution, has a Byzantine basilica and is the highest point of the entire city, from which there are incredible views. Inside is even more amazing, but are banned photos so you'll have to go see him. There is also a crypt, but access was paying and my friends said they wanted them to start paying from now, so one of the many things that I have left for another occasion.

We go to the neighborhood for the little gardens, stairs where Amelia's unclelooks in the film and gave us face to face with the gift shops where I left my measure and my "I will save money." But the city is pretty damn up the gift shop, which I usually never get tempted. Aghsd, would have taken me the whole at all. Muuuucho have to go with money the next time, because the merchandising of Le Chat Noir should be mine.

Then we went to look for the hotel, which took us a long time because they told us wrong, but that story has nothing interesting, and after dinner we went a..

Trocadéro anddesktop search, n we got into the bowels of the tower, because not everything can be rosy, and we are taking pictures inside, we see that suddenly cross out all the screens of the pillars of the tower ... closed by bad weather I guess. So I was not up, but well, more things to do next time. Gossiped the official store has beautiful things at exorbitant prices and went in search of the metro. On the way I came across the huge (multi-storey) house of Japanese culture in Paris, where a street vendor more expensive than back spoke to two Japanese Chinese leaving xDDD. We got on the subway which is nice because it goes a few feetdiscovered and can see the tower where an accordionist played while watching the tower ye cloudy day, Sous le ciel de Paris

, which is my favorite song by Edith Piaf. By the way helped me to get out of my head

Hellfire (the soundtrack to The Hunchback of Notre Dame mentally accompanied me all the way). And the subway took us to a place where he had set up a Christmas market


Les Champs Élysées



I saw them twice, two ago, and I could enjoy the illumination ó No, but I hope to see them again during the day, because I guess not seeing the buildings in darkness through the trees and wrong because the lights dazzled me, I did not think nothing of other Thursday (compared to the rest of the city, compared to anywhere else in the world, yes xD). I saw the Arc de Triomphe, at least if it was consistent with the measures that he was, unlike the other monuments bestiality and stroll down the avenue, where many shops had their own lighting.

Here at Sephora for example see what I say

Here & iacuteo. I described who was traveling with three suicide when I was dragged across Elysian fields on the one hand without traffic lights. Of course, the best view of the Arc de Triomphe in the background I had at that time.

is not very good picture, but the only one in which the pulse shook me enough to distinguish little more than light.

To all this, in my life I've been colder than that day. But there was more because the exhibition was to -6 degrees. Very nice, yes, but American and I watched and went quickly because we were killedestaurant super smart, where I think the guys freak out a bit as we entered our side "have not slept, I got up at five o'clock and I've been walking all day by Paris

: D. I felt a little bad because I had onion soup au gratin and I always wanted to try it ... it sounded a bit peeeeero had pasta and I was hungry, so I threw the pasta. Now I regret it, but I was really hungry. The other called duck. Then they brought us desserts great. And behind me, a English couple eating andpat by how well they manage to move around the city (it is extremely easy, it is more difficult to move to Granada, but in the end, it would take away the illusion) . I was half fried in the chair while my friends ate cheese (I could not most, if not the cheese board I would have eaten my own). At one time the tower will shine again (we were a long time there), and I ran out to record a video.

Such that way. The video has proved to be punishment, indeed. And after dinner we returned to the hotel because est & aacute, we were busted. I saw Miss France, simply because it was held at the Zenith of Caen (the former Miss France had been Miss Normandy, and I do not know if this plan takes place in Eurovision, than winner-takes it home or what), and saw that they were all horrible as often happens in these contests. And if anyone is interested, won Miss England.

And tomorrow, on day two.