Eurotrip: Last day in Paris. A day of lasts.

On our last day in Paris, we went out for brunch at a Vietnamese restaurant. Yes, here we go again, food pictures.

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By the way, did you know there are classes where people pay to learn how to take pictures of food with their phones? I first heard of this as a small footnote in a NYTimes article and I had to look it up and sure enough it was legit. Soon after, there arose some copycat classes. Even Whole Foods teaches one. Here’s their description:

“PSSSST! Our iPhone Food Photography class is almost sold out! Say goodbye to those blurry food and drink photos you’ve been posting after every meal. In this introductory workshop on iPhone food photography, you’ll learn the fundamentals of food styling, phone photography and photo editing with acclaimed food photographer Brian Samuels. The class will include a store tour, cooking demonstrations, snacks, drinks and, of course, plenty of time to practice your photography skills. Bring your fully-charged iPhone and a few friends we’ll provide everything else!”

Of all the niche classes one could take…Move over, underwater basket weaving, you’re outdated.

And yes, I know under your breath you’re probably saying “Uh, Kory, not to be rude, but judging from your photos, maybe you should take those classes.” Well to answer your question: I don’t have an iPhone.

And here is my last “funny” sign in Paris. Can fake eyelash fitting be something that is in that much demand? I don’t remember which high-end department store we saw this at, but, of all the niche services to advertise on your store directory…

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Then we went souvenir shopping, which meant a lot of candy (this will come back to bite us later, I’ll talk about it in the next entry).

Then we split up. My mom and brother went thrift shop shopping and I took a short trip to the Eiffel Tower.

For fun, I took a different metro a mile away and walked a different way this time.

Ah, look at this. Eat your heart out, Zooey Deschanel, your sister is popular here and has a street named after her:

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What’s that, you say? Your sister’s name is Emily, and not Émile, a man’s name? OK fair enough.

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In case you haven’t had enough of my previous Eiffel Tower photos, here are a bunch of ones from different angles:

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For some reason I felt perv-y taking this under shot:

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Look at these tourists spending lots of money and waiting in line for hours just to be crammed up there in that tower. Lucky.

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Seriously, I am embarrassingly touristy. You name a semi- kind of maybe sorta landmark, and I’ll be there snapping pictures, buying keychains and trying to figure out the lowest denomination of coins I can politely drop in someone’s box.

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My favorite one:

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The Paris sky is just so blue. By the way, in case you didn’t know, some history about the tower: it was originally put up for the 1889’s World Fair, and initially a lot of French people hated it and thought it was ugly. Now they probably still do, but their economy benefits from foreigners who love it.

And yay, police, keeping us safe. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from movies, the two places that terrorists and evil mutants love to attack the most are the Golden Gate Bridge and the Eiffel Tower.

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My brother and I had planned to take the ride up the tower, but we didn’t have time and needed to pack. We weren’t too bummed about it. My brother reasoned that he needed something unaccomplished so he’d have something to look forward to next time he visits.

Here are some photos from when I last went up the tower with Bénédicte (the summit was closed and we could only go up halfway). It’s been quite a number of years but I think these hold up.

The observation deck, all around this room were measurements of how far this tower was from all the major cities and landmarks in the world:

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The sun setting:

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This looked very Apocalyptic to me for some reason:

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Looking up:

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Paris is full of American tourists. The two guys in front of us in line were from San Francisco. Small world. At that time I used to be very shy and only learned that fact from eavesdropping on them.

This was the line to exit:

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The river outside:

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Here is a shot that Bénédicte snapped of me when I wasn’t paying attention. She is a very good photographer, especially with composition:

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Anyway, sigh, enough of that blast to the past.

Back to present day:

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Bye bye, Eiffel Tower. Don’t let those French people hurt your feelings, you are magnificent.

Here again is my shot from the previous week:

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Here are some present-day river shots:

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And my last few photos in Paris, of the fountain across from the Tower:

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À plus tard, Paris. Bisou bisou.

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