It only took five minutes of the taxi ride from Oakland Airport to our hotel to remember how much I love this country.
This post isn’t hugely exciting, but is more of a front page for what is to come.
I was going to try my hand at an informative post for my trip to Paris. In my head I had planned restaurant reviews, transport help and a rough schedule to fit all the key sights into a long weekend in Paris. But having done my planning and thinking of everything in a formal manner, I realised that this weekend was one of the best of my life.
Therefore, this may not be of any interest to, well, anyone, but this is my weekend in Paris. The food, the sights, the everything, told from my eyes.