I saw the Eiffel Tower today. It was okay.
Two days ago, I arrived in France to start a teaching job at a middle school sooner than I can believe. The whole trip is and always will be a big ordeal. Catching planes, lugging suitcases (meant for a year-- that's why they're huge! I swear!). Winding up in Paris is a great reward for all of that hard work and dripping cash.
It's still there, it's still huge and visually appealing. No one doesn't like looking at angles organized into something hundreds of times taller than their own person. We humans tend to like that.
As a traveler and a woman of the world, I have the full right to ignore Parisian monuments. I've seen them a few times, they'll be there when friends visit from out of town and are DYING to go see the famous features. I claimed this right today by eating a sandwich while admiring the tower, tossing the wrapper (in the bin, I ain't no litter bug), and walking away.
It's not going anywhere, and neither am I.
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