A Day in Paris

It isn’t often I get personal on here, but something rather special happened at the weekend which is definitely worth writing about. My 21st birthday is this week, and as I’m at university, I went home last weekend to have some good old family celebrations. A couple of weeks ago, my mum texted me telling me that she had something planned, but I wasn’t allowed to know what we were going to be doing. This was all very exciting, but I honestly wasn’t expecting a lot and thought we may be spending a day in London. Boy I was in for a big surprise…

On friday night, my mum broke the news that we had to leave home at 5.45am for something that she had booked. I presumed that we were going out to breakfast, and when we got on the train at 6.15am, heading towards London, this seemed pretty likely. We arrived in London and got on the tube, headed to Kings Cross and I still had no clue. I even joked when we walked past the departure boards in St. Pancras that we were going to Paris, but it wasn’t until we actually got to the Eurostar entrance and my dad whipped out our four passports (I was convinced mine was still at uni) that I knew what was in store for the day. I have to say, I have never been quite so shocked in my life, and it was probably the best surprise I could ever have gotten.

We only had 6 hours in Paris, so it was a question of cramming in as much as we possibly can. Instead of listing our day, I thought I would compile a photo diary (I luckily bought my SLR with me). Of course I managed to hit up a pharmacy and Sephora – expect many posts on all that good stuff in the near future… 


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