On our second day in Paris we decided to take the train to Versailles for the morning. We got there early enough that the line wasn't too bad. It was nice to see the palace and the town. When we were standing in line I noticed that the people in front of us had a Tufts bag with them. Being the insanely outgoing person that I am, I asked if they were from Boston. They said yes, but then later admitted that they are actually from Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Close enough when you're all the way in France.
The coolest room of the whole place was the Hall of Mirrors. One side of the room was covered in windows and across from them were mirrors. The whole place was decorated in gold and crystal things. You'd think eventually gold and fancy decorations would get old, but they never do!
Throughout the morning the weather got better and better. As beautiful as the Paris skyline is, looking out those windows on the garden and the little town was great. 
After our Versailles morning we made our way back into the city and over to Pére Lachaise Cemetery. We visited Chopin, Jim Morrison, and Oscar Wilde. 
After exploring the cemetery we took the train back to the Notre Dame area to try to recreate picture number 2! We had a bit more trouble with this because we didn't know exactly where my mom was for it. 
We wandered up and down the river looking for the bridge and a ledge to sit on. We found somewhere and even though I know it isn't the exact location, it's in the same city, along the same river, so I declare that it is close enough. Also, sunglasses are totally not my thing.
Our hope had been to go back to Notre Dame for the service that night but while we were underground on the train, it came to a sudden halt and we all almost fell over. The driver made an announcement but since it was in French we couldn't understand it and got a little nervous. I asked this lady standing next to me if she spoke English and she said no, but then her daughter translated for me. We were stuck underground for a few minutes and then once we came to the next station the driver made another announcement and we got nervous and jumped off.
After the whole train issue we were too late for church so we stopped by the Louvre again for a little shopping and then found a little restaurant for dinner. We tried to order in French, but as soon as we started talking, the waiter responded in English. I had pasta with tomato sauce and while it may sound simple, it was some of the best tomato sauce I ever had. As I was eating it I realized that I might be able to finish the whole bowl because it was so good. Then I had some of the bread that was on the table. The bread was even better than the pasta sauce!
It is such a awesome idea to cope skye's pic. like it a lot!
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