Paris

At this point, the bus rides are starting to kill me. Tiny seats and minimal leg room are not my best friend. I know I´m not all that tall, but the seats need to give a little. There was still no sleep for me on the ride to Paris.

We arrived and I realized that I was pretty much out of all the cash that I had brought. In addition, I had not yet contacted my bank to let them know I was going to be spending money abroad, so if I used my card, my account would freeze. I didn´t want to deal with that. After a while I finally got that all cleared up and was able to eat again.

Paris is a beautiful city, probably the most beautiful in the world.

To be finished later...