flashback friday
on top of the eiffel tower - early october, 2003
you wouldn't guess it but about an hour before this picture was taken, shawn & i were screaming at one another underneath the eiffel tower. screaming. "i hate you! why did i come here with you?!" screaming. oh yeah. it was not awesome.
we had been traveling for almost 2 weeks. we'd spent a few lovely days in amsterdam and then met up with our friends in italy we spent the week prior in cinque terre hiking, drinking, eating, swiming, sleeping in. it was blissful.
we weren't supposed to go to italy and we were supposed to go to paris first. that would've been the smart way to do it but there was a hurricane on the east coast and we were forced to change our plans. instead of flying into paris, we'd fly to amsterdam. the change in our route precipitated a change in heart on shawn's behalf and next thing i knew we were flying to nice and renting a car to drive to italy to meet our friends. we would stay for a week and then make our way back to paris. we did it all wrong.
cinque terre was sunny and warm. it smelled like harvested grapes and olives. we rented an apartment that was small and cozy. even though it was off the piazza in corniglia, it was quiet. we swam and laughed and fed stray cats leftover bits of fish, which we ate every night. we were in paradise.
paris was cold and rainy and it smelled like well, paris. we both caught a cold within moments of our arrival. our hotel was under construction and smelled like turpentine. the construction started in the wee small hours and went far too late. the last straw though? my shoes, my trusty campers that had served me so well over the course of the trip, decided they were through playing nice. my feet hurt and i'd had it. HAD IT. we were in hell.
i'm not sure how it started. all i knew is that we were about to break up underneath the eiffel tower, yelling at each other like we had never yelled at one another. we were starting to attract attention. i cringe when i think about it now.
a nearby old man turned and scolded us, "you are in PARIS. act like it! "
my memory is a bit foggy, what with the cold medication and all, but i think we burst into laughter. we kissed, made up, and made the best of our remaining 36 hours in paris.
someday though, i'd like a paris do-over.
also not awesome, my BLONDE hair in that picture. what is up with that?
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Whatever! I think the blonde hair is adorable, so THERE.
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