france
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Leaving everything behind and jumping on a flight to Paris seemed almost unreal to me. Walking through the streets, past Parisians sitting at cramped tables, cigarette in one hand, glass of wine in the other. Laughter ringing out through the streets, with shouts of “devine quoi” and “avez-vous entendu?” insinuating they have no plans on…
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The air smelled like freshly baked bread and cigarette smoke, which sounds like a stereotypical description of the French capital, however it is nothing but accurate. The July heat was stronger than I anticipated, so if you’re planning a summer excursion to Paris, pack lightly. It truly felt as though I was stepping out of…
Isla Sneddon 