Chills down my Back

November 23, 2010
Ah…Paris. Paris, France. That’s where I want to be. The smell of fresh baked goods fills the air. We tour all around with my brand new, shiny, silver digital camera. It`s filled with hundreds of photos from where I`ve been. We go up to the Eifel tower and have a picnic. The view was exquisite and just for a moment, all was silent. All we could hear was our breath and the whistling of the wind. It was almost like it wasn’t real.

The next day my family and I took a helicopter ride over Paris! Paris is huge when you’re in the sky. There were no doors on the helicopter. The wind was blowing through my hair. It gave me chills down my back. The helicopter even provided lunch. They served bow tie pasta with alfredo sauce. As soon as we knew it, the helicopter ride would be done.

We were back at our fancy hotel. Next up was a famous fashion show. From Gucci to Prada, they had it all. Our trendy gift bags had a perfume sample, makeup and a one of a kind outfit from all the different designers. To end the day, my dad bought my family a fancy dinner at the famous Fifi and Pierre’s. I guess you can say I like to fantasize.

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