After months of preparation, unabashed bragging and never ending last-minute-shopping runs, the time finally came. I was off to Paris! I have been dreaming of the day ever since I can remember wanting to be a can-can girl wearing a beret and eating a baguette while singing Belle's 'Bonjour'. Since it was my maiden voyage to the City of Lights, and Love (non-applicable), I made sure I knew where I was going. Of course I didn't go at it alone. I was with three of my bestfriends; Carla, Danes and Becky. Luckily, all four of us wanted to see and go to the same places and do the same things so I made an itinerary tailored for the week. With a little help from the Paris Ex-Pat, the Girl's Guide to Paris, my housemate Virginie and my mother's trusty map, we were off across the channel and onto the Continent.
