A week after Paris

I got home from Paris a bit more than a week ago. It was really wild and I was really tired after I got home. It was about 18 hours in the bus to Paris, and you can imagine a bunch of young people on a bus doesn’t make for much sleeping. It was really crazy in Paris itself. It’s weird because everything in Berlin is relatively new because it was all rebuilt after the war, but everything in Paris is still original. Places like Versailles and the Lourve were so magnificent and opulent it was like walking in a dream. The Eiffel Tower was also cool but it was kinda sobering because it was almost too much of a tourist trap with how expensive everything was. For example, pretzels were like 4 euros and you had to pay a second time to go to the second or third platforms.