Crêpes, anyone?
One hundred meters away from the Notre-Dame your boyfriend is getting you a banana crêpe with Nutella. You made it to the most romantic city in the world after a long transatlantic flight and no words can describe how happy you are. Enjoy your crêpe and welcome to Paris!
Off to Amsterdam I go in the wee hours of Wednesday morning.
PS. Has anyone reading this post never ever ever been to the Netherlands before? :-)