This Saturday was the free day in Paris, so I started the day early by going out to Versailles. Once again I learned that my peers do not like to plan. The palace was large, fancy, and unbelievably ornate. It is hard to imagine living in such an elaborate establishment. While the building was beautiful, I would likely never go back. After returning to downtown Paris, I went out to the Montmarte area and had a savory crepe for lunch. I then traversed up to the Sacre Coeur, which had an absolutely stunning view of Paris up on the hill. While sitting on the steps below the church looking over the city of Paris, I became aware of how peaceful and enjoyable it had been to completely detach myself from life at home and live in the moment abroad. I was able to forget about school, future plans, professional aspirations, and societal stress. Going home will likely be a rude awakening after this blissful retreat. Furthermore, the church itself was also beautiful. I wish that they still made churches like these, but at the same time I do not, because that would mean a large amount of money would be spent on a building rather than on people, so I guess there is a reason for everything. Afterwards, I roamed in and out of shops in the area and ended up talking to some Americans on the street. I always enjoy seeing what other people have to think of particular places and people. Later on I went back to Shakespeare and Company and went to the cafe next door in order to read my book, The Paris Wife, while drinking coffee and looking at Notre Dame. This moment was full of bliss. As I sat there, I eavesdropped on a group of British young adults discussing quite interesting topics, such as modern day culture, the abandonment of spirituality in the Western world, political strife, and cultural trends. I wanted to join in out of interest, but I did not want to be rude at the same time, so I refrained from doing so. In the evening, I spent the last of my money on dinner with my classmates and packed for the journey home. While I was unbelievably tired, I was not ready to leave quite yet. After spending time in both places, I think that I like Paris more than London. However, both cities are charming, beautiful cities with a great deal of culture and history to appreciate. Of all places I have in been in Europe, they are some of the best of European cities.
