Eiffel Tower Description

The time that I spent in France was one of the most extraordinary elements in my life. My jaw reached the ground and my eyes popped like a lightning bolt. These reactions took place as I stepped into the beautiful landscape of this pleasant city. The elegant and sophisticated attractions were surrounded by a number of miniature homes and the streets packed with stores arranged in a linear perspective. The smell of rich coffee fumed into the air as if someone sprayed perfume to the rest of the city. It was hard to grasp the French named stores, but the wide windows gave me a full view of the luxurious interior design with beautiful furnished walls. Many people are aware of the magical and romantic happenings in Paris, however a slightly unusual

My first thought of the tower was a person standing with their legs apart and claiming power and independence, with their hands pointing to the sky. The Eiffel tower was the center of attention as it lit like a candle with golden color lights. The positive attitude of Mother Nature made my evening splendid, the wind blew through my hair and installed a sense of relaxation in my mind. The anticipation was over and the celebration of fireworks had just begun. The sky was sprinkled with vibrant colors of fireworks illuminating in the sapphire blue sky. I stood in front of the tower with astonishment as the fireworks popped against the sky and my parents stood quietly, but I knew that there were plenty of thoughts that were going in their

When we finally arrived at the train station a train had also arrived and we immediately got on the train and sat ourselves down. The moment of relaxation came back as I put my arms on the arm rest. After a few minutes I realized that many train stations passed by but not the station that we were supposed to get off. When the last station arrived me and my parents got off and looked at a map. The map was pinned on the brick wall of the train station but it was hard for us to see the train routes as the light in the train station was very dim. My eyes were squinted and glued to the map the entire time, hoping that I would understand the different colors of the train routes leading to our hotel. My mother broke the silence and said: “Let Areeba figure it out she took French, I am pretty sure she knows it”. I scrutinized the map for any familiar words that I had learned in French class, but none of the words on the map came out of my French