Last month, my friend, Hannah, and I had a hypothetical conversation about booking a mini break to Paris, a few weeks past and the idea of Paris was still very much just a daydream. One evening, after a few hours of hotel research, we decided to live as spontaneously as we could and booked our little holiday at 1.30am.
Passport in hand and 15 days after booking, we were sitting on the Eurostar en route to Paris. It was my first holiday without family, which made me feel very grown up and sophisticated.
We stayed in Opera, at the Hotel Palm; a fancy little hotel, with a view of the Eiffel Tower from our balcony window.
I fell in love with Paris, it's beauty, it's people, the food and after only 4 days of exploring the city I was very sad to come home.
