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You guys- you guys- PARIS. 

Paris. Where do I even begin. First it completely and utterly outdid everyone of my childhood dreams. I basically fell in love the moment I stepped out of the train station. After getting settled into our awesome hotel, we wandered to find the Notre Dame. While walking I remember just being completely in awe. Never have I felt my goal and all my hard work to get somewhere come over me just like that moment. We came around the corner to the Seine and I got my first look at the eiffel tower I could no longer hold back the emotion. The happiest of tears flowed down my cheeks. I had did it. I was living my dream- I was in Paris, France. 
We ate at a little cafe, ran to the eiffel tower- like ran- to make our appointment, blown away by the 
Galeries Lafayette, ate the BEST crepes at a family owned little shop, walked the streets, had the best dinner provided by a group of YSAs - I'm talking about the best bread ever with sea salt butter. Every memory I have of these few days in Paris were wonderful and perfect and I would go back with a drop of a dime. 
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