“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning.” – Tuck Everlasting
Even though it isn’t August, or a metaphor, I went on a Ferris wheel! Le Grande Roue, to be exact! My brother(who just might guest post on this blog if you cheer him on), my mom, and I went up- despite my mom’s severe fear of heights- it! We went up at dusk, so we could see the city of light in full effect! The Eiffel tower gleaming gold, the moon shining on the seine, even the lampposts and stoplights, we saw it all! Do you want to see pictures? Here they are!