If love had a face, her name would be Paris

She is as magical as they all say, but even more special when your best of friend now calls her home. There really isn't any reason needed to visit Paris, other than because it IS Paris but in this case, my first mini European adventure called to the likes of visiting Jenny for her birthday.

Waking up at the crack of dawn, making my way to St Pancras station and catching my 8:03am (on the dot) train on platform 9 (not 9 and 3/4) was the start to my weekend of madness. To be honest, nothing too different that any other time spent with Jen back at home....except we were finally on the other side of the world like we've dreamed about for so long.