So it rained during my first day in Paris, scratched just one thing off the itinerary, fell in line to climb the Eiffel Tower for more than 3 hours (only to decide to not anymore go to the top floor due to the another long queue on the second floor), and my feet were covered with blisters from all the walking. But I’ve never loved anyone as much as I did that day. MLIA.
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