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I woke up so hungover and attempted to cure my illness with a crepe.

But not just any crepe: a nutella, banana, and almond crepe.

Oh my god it was pure heaven.

We visited Saint Chapelle (literally breathtaking), Notre Dame, and the Eiffel Tower.

Saint Chapelle

Notre Dame

I had such good photos, some very worthy of a prof pic, but alas the apocalypse happened.

We decided to continue our evening with a baguette, brie, wine, macaroons, and prosciutto to watch the Eiffel tower light up.

It was magical.

I was in heaven.

The calm before the storm

 Laying in the grass, drinking chardonnay, listening to people speak French.

Oh my god it was perfect, too perfect.

After it got a little burr, we went to stupid Champs De Mars Brasserie.

DEVIL

Three evil children approached us and put out a paper to distract us.

My iphone.

Gone.

GONE!

I sprinted down the streets searching for the three demons but no.

Cammie tried to help and sprinted down the street looking for them.

I went to the police and they confirmed what I already knew.

Lost, gone, never to be seen again.

Thanks to giggles not all my memories are lost.

I uploaded all my photos from London, but my Parisian day is lost.

Why cry when I am in Paris?

I put on my sock bun, drank a fifth and waltzed out of Villa Bellagio like I was Marie Antoinette.

We went to two very swanky clubs: Silencio and Social club.

The problem was, we were arriving to these clubs at like 2 AM every night.

Why you ask? I really don’t know.