A Single Girl's Guide to Paris (Single Girl Series Book 1) by Raven Gale

Author:Raven Gale [Gale, Raven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonfly Dreams Publishing
Published: 2018-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I barely make it to my lunch. I'm so excited it is at, or rather on, Bustronome. I get to ride around the city in a glass bus while I eat. I have a little table, and as the bus travels through old and historic areas, I see some of the most amazing sights. I check in and climb up the steps, standing a tad impatiently as I wait to be seated. As the girl leads me to my table, I realize once again the hotel made sure I got the best treatment. It had been touted as the best gourmet tour by the hotel and the porter. The porter thought it would be nice, since I'm alone and it's a safe way to see much of the city. I smile at the sweet thought. My mom would love him for that alone. The hotel thought I'd enjoy the cuisine. They both are right. I travel by myself all the time, and mostly I feel safe. But every once in awhile, I find myself looking around and wishing I had someone with me.

I take some pictures and look around, loving the whole idea of this adventure. I'm lost in my thoughts of what I'm going to write on my blog when I hear a quiet young voice at my shoulder.

"Hello. If you don't mind, we selected some of our favorite dishes for you." Her sweet face says she's very worried I'm going to mind.

I grin, "I love it. I love food, and I can eat more than you might think. Send me whatever you want. PS...," I whisper and crook my finger at her to get her to come closer. "I adore desserts the most."

She giggles and straightens, winking at me she whispers back, "I'll see what I can do." Her shoulders relax as she glides away. Hopefully, I have helped with public relations for my fellow countrymen. Grinning, I look around at the other people on the bus, couples and friends, lovers and loves of their lives all smiling and chatting. For a moment, I'm lonely. But I shake it off as my server reappears with my wine. She pours it and then moves on to the other tables.

I raise my glass and take a picture of it with the view in the background.

"Do you want me to take one of you?" I look over to the the elder woman smiling at me, her husband looking at her with love shining in his eyes.

"Do you mind? I write a travel blog, and I never have any picture of me... Well, traveling." I laugh, handing her my phone. Picking up the glass, I lean on my table slightly and smile. She reaches out and tucks a strand of my hair that has gotten free behind my ear, just as my Granny used to do. I smile, missing my grandmother.

She does the countdown and then snaps the picture. We chat while the bus starts moving. I find out they have come to Paris for their fiftieth anniversary.

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