The one day I was in Paris, I was out of film by the time I got to Versaille... alas. Still absolutely amazing, isn't it? I didn't hear anything about any courtesans, but then again, I was in fourth grade. (or was it third?)
Every day that passes, I feel warmer and warmer about my trip. At the time, it was often tough to enjoy. Money worries, organizing things with varied people, trying not to get annoyed with my host after we lived together 24/7 for 10 straight days....but all that gets stripped away with time.
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And it looks like an awesome trip.
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