Spring Break’s coming up, and I can’t help but remember three years ago when we took a family trip to Paris. It was my first time visiting the country. It was also my first time experiencing a bidet, mistaking it for a small sink / toilet.
Rainy and cold, Paris was still welcoming. We visited the main tourist attractions in the city. I remember my dad bribed the security guard, cause we climbed up the wrong set of stairs at Notre Dame. We all felt like badasses. I’ll never forget when we reached the top.
^ A photo by yours truly.
The skies cleared, and everything was right in the world. Not to mention the food. That night, we had our last taste of Parisian cuisine. Good family trip.