Paris, France
June 29th 2013 Paris, the city of love... and the smell of pee. No seriously, it smells like urine everywhere.
We flew into Amsterdam early on Tuesday morning, the immigration guy thought I was Paris Hilton- wasn’t sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment, grabbed our bags and hopped on a train to Paris. We decided to buy the travel card and a museum pass which promised to get us into monuments
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