Europe Part 1

Little known fact: I have a ten year plan for my photography career.  One of the items in my plan was to travel to Europe for work. Coincidentally, one of my nearest and dearest friends was getting married in Italy, and asked me to come shoot her wedding. So since she was covering the the flight, I decided to fly out a week early, and explore Europe.

Paris

My favorite person in the the entire world lives in Paris. Her name is Lindsay. She and I met last summer in Denver through a mutual friend, where we quickly hit it off and became drinking partners for the entire summer. Originally I was supposed to come see her in April/May, but the wedding made me push my plans back.   After an eight hour flight I made my way into the heart of Paris, via train, and tried to navigate my way around, to no avail.  I was supposed to meet up with Lindsay at the airport, as she was traveling back from Nebraska, but her flight was delayed four or five hours.  So I decided to go out and explore by myself.  My thinking was that If I could handle New York, I could handle anything.  Wrong!!!!!!!   I was completely and utterly lost.   

The first thing I did as a tourist in Paris? Finding the Eiffel Tower of course. 

The first thing I did as a tourist in Paris? Finding the Eiffel Tower of course. 

After wandering the city for most of the day, I eventually met up with Lindsay and her boyfriend, then with her friend Homero, and his partner Brett.  I was not prepared for the party that was going on in the streets and alleyways.  

I have always harbored a romanticized notion of what it would be like to experience a jazz club in Europe.  Needless to say it lived up to my expectations and then some. 

I have always harbored a romanticized notion of what it would be like to experience a jazz club in Europe.  Needless to say it lived up to my expectations and then some. 

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Brett

Brett

On my second day in Paris, Lindsay decided to play tour guide.  She took me to some of her must see spots, including the Sacre-Coure. The area around it is full of artists, musicians, and amazing food.  

Sacre-Coeur 

Sacre-Coeur 

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Lindsay in front of the "I Love You Wall". This wall has I Love You written in a ton of different languages. 

Lindsay in front of the "I Love You Wall". This wall has I Love You written in a ton of different languages. 

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If you have ever watched the extraordinary documentary "Exit Through the Gift Shop", you'll recognize Space Invader's street art. If you have not watched it, stop reading this and watch it on Netflix, Amazon Prime, or Hulu. 

If you have ever watched the extraordinary documentary "Exit Through the Gift Shop", you'll recognize Space Invader's street art. If you have not watched it, stop reading this and watch it on Netflix, Amazon Prime, or Hulu. 

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Venus de Milo

Venus de Milo

I am pretty sure that I was the only person in the whole museum who actually looked at the Mona Lisa and studied it. 

I am pretty sure that I was the only person in the whole museum who actually looked at the Mona Lisa and studied it. 

The result of getting caught trying to take a photo.

The result of getting caught trying to take a photo.

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After a long day of eating and drinking, I had to get to a hostel.  I was tired and ready to just go to sleep until three Scottish kids introduced themselves to me, and then peer pressured me into staying up and drinking with them.  Next thing I know, we're doing shots with the rest hostel and getting to know each other.  At about 1 a.m., seven of us decided to take a walk up to an area that overlooked all of Europe. 

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Youth in revolt. 

Youth in revolt. 

  This was my final day in Paris, and I wanted to see as much as possible. Lindsay and I probably walked over fifteen miles that day.  We tried to see the Jean Paul Gaultier exhibit at one of the museums, but it was closed that day.  Later on that afternoon, I decided to put my camera away  and experience the rest of the day without it.  

Arc de Triomphe.

Arc de Triomphe.

Lindsay trying to come to terms with the fact that we would not be seeing the Jean Paul Gaultier exhibit.  

Lindsay trying to come to terms with the fact that we would not be seeing the Jean Paul Gaultier exhibit.  

Upon my return to the hostel, I met up with the same group of people that I was drinking with the night before.  We played drinking games, and then decided to do an impromptu photoshoot outside, before saying farewell to one another. 

Drunk Parisians photobombing the Scotts.  

Drunk Parisians photobombing the Scotts.  

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The next morning, Lindsay and I decided to go to lunch before my train left for Amsterdam.  We decided that it would probably be better to drink our lunch instead.  This is how we always say goodbye to each other.  

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Off to Amsterdam. 

Off to Amsterdam.