San Sebastian to the perfect sunset

Because of our fabulous procrastination skills we were up well into the early morning packing up all of our belongings (and parting with quite a bit too) into our heavy, oversized backpacks, getting ready for our journey. On less than 3 hours of sleep the several alarms that we set rudely awoke us at 5am to catch our 6am train out of San Sebastian. We crept out of the place we considered home for the last 2 months and into the cool dark morning we set out for Paris. The train ride was nice and relaxing and scenic, passing the vinyards of Bordeaux, where bright purple grapes hung from vines neatly scattered across the land, and other little French cities that reminded me of something from a movie. We arrived in Paris in the early afternoon and immediately threw all of our luggage into these amazing huge lockers at the station and headed out. I have to say, nothing beats Paris in the middle of the changing of the seasons from summer to fall. The cool crisp air mixed perfectly with the bright warm sun. Golden, brown and orange fall leaves covered the million tree tops throughout the city and lightly fluttered one by one to the ground. In the months to come, the ground will be covered. We walked and walked from the lively, exotic Latin quarter where we grabbed a baguette sandwich, to the grand beautiful Notre Dame, passed the Louvre where we remembered seeing the Mona Lisa from our first trip, to the famous, busy Champs Elysees with designer shops to the Arch de Triumph and finally to the Eiffel tower where the sun set, casting a pink, orange glow behind the enormously beautiful tower. I enjoyed a Nutella crep and couldn’t help thinking it doesn’t get any better than that - a warm soft crep oozing with creemy rich gooey Nutella, during a marvelous sunset at the Eiffel tower...unforgetable.