...or for a lonely gay boy from The States to wander aimlessly.
It's just a really cute City, Paris. You can walk and walk and never seem to notice the same things twice.
The people were kind, and I loved having a chance to speak the language. Because it was the first city, I didn't really have my travelling shoes on yet. Thankfully, Oliver was a gracious host.He took me to Tresor, a great restaurant in the Marais district, and Amnesia, a bar around the corner. It was a great stepping-off point for what was to come.
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