Okay, so this is maybe two rolls of film, but I needed to keep the name of the series the same for some kind of consistency.
We spent a week in Paris to celebrate the wedding of our best friends, Sara and Phil. It was one of my favorite trips ever. We ate tons of croissants with butter and tried every kind of pastry. They got married in the courtyard of some, seemingly random, and little-known palace, and it was magical. We found the sweetest coffee shops that I wish I could walk to every day.
This is the second year in a row we’ve been in Paris around our anniversary and my birthday, and I’d love to make it a tradition.
We explored the Royal Palace gardens.
Drank coffees.
Acted weird.
Photographed a million streets.
Checked out another palace.
Sat on the hill below Sacré-Coeur.
Visited a sweet flea market where everything was very French and very expensive.
Walked around a lot.
Married Sara and Phil.
Napped and posed.
And had more coffee.
You could say l’amour was in the air.
Fin.
