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... side is the Discoveryland Arcade which is themed after discovery and invention with many displays relating to Jules Verne, DaVinci, etc. Here is Mike in this arcade:












And here is Harmony in a little ice cream parlor in this arcade:













The other arcade is known as Liberty Arcade and is themed after the Statue of Liberty and has many ...

Paris is hands down my all time favorite city I have ever been to. I absolutely love it and I will be back again. and again, and again. Are you getting the picture how much I like it? Remember what I was telling you about how I felt on the Gold Coast? Take that feeling and multiply it a few times and that is how I am feeling about Paris now. It is just a great place to wander around on foot and I never get tired of people watching or looking at the ...

... a big red stone coffin, nothing much to see. Versailles. There were too many people there, which ruined it a bit for me, but it was still very impressive. The famous Hall of Mirrors. The Notre Dame. Want buns of steel? A good way to do it is to climb up the Notre Dame. Here's the view ...

... of walking around trying to take in as much of the city as possible. Okay. Let's back track a little bit. When I came back to Germany and proceeded to become almost deathly ill, I knew I had to rearrange my travel plans because I just didn't have time to visit Greece and Croatia. I was talking with Anna one night and she told me that she really would like to visit Paris. Now Paris is only about four hours away from where we are ...

After breakfast we grab a cab to head down to the EF office. When we arrive, Marci makes sure that everything is where it is supposed to be, and it is. This is good; no need to file a police report. The people at the office are a bit confused, because Matthias was told that I should come because someone there wanted to talk to us. But everyone there seemed out of the loop. Anyway, the property was returned and all was well. Marci and I ...

... as tender in my sundrop-chambre, I can't nap until May 31st without kicking myself in years to come. Part of me wishes I could sleep until then and wake up like it's tomorrow and go home and see everyone I know and love and miss. But the other part of me thinks the first part is a dumbass for thinking that. And then I sat down and made a list of things I want to do, and places I want to walk and see and experience. One of those goals is to walk ...

... to Saint Chapelle, which was built in 1248 by Louis IX to house Christ's purposed Crown of Thorns and other important relics. The lower chapel was for commoner worship and the upper chapel is surrounded by walls of stained glass windows depicting scenes from the Old and New Testaments. There is a spectacular rose window above the entrance and medieval looking painting on the walls. Headed off ...

Running out of time Thursday night, we had to forego seeing the Eiffel Tower up close in order to make it to the National Museum of Modern Art in the Centre Pompidou. I think the museum would have been more interesting anyway, but we also happened upon a very special event that makes me so happy we chose to give up the Eiffel. Unknown to us, every 2nd Thursday of each month, the museum invites an art school to "take the museum by storm and ...

... of a painting, surrounded by a truck load of people trying to appreciate and understand it. Megan had more fun trying to visualise scenes from the book the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown that had sections based in the Louvre. We don't seem to learn from our mistakes in regards to cheap airlines. Due to our lack of time we decided to fly from Paris to the second most romantic city in the world, Venice. Finding the crowded bus to the airport was ...

... it. We saw the last remaining vineyard in Montmartre, an area once famous for its wine growing, then searched the area for the Cimetière St Vincent which, when we eventually stumbled upon the entrance, proved to be a disappointment as it contained only a bunch of nobodies. We bought a baguette (Margaret insisted upon pronouncing it as baguette whilst I plumped erroneously for bag-u-ette) at a small baguette shop just around the corner from the studio and shared it ...