so we get there and we have dinner at a little cafe on the street. its cute because all of the outside chairs face the street so that you can people watch. after dinner we go exploring... in hindsight we both would have gotten a cab to the interesting part of Paris because we walked a good 5 miles... we walked to the Lourve and then all the way down the river towards the eiffel tower... somewhere during the walk i was cold and wanted to wear his jacket and he was like NO! put your own on... lol Since when was he not a gentleman?? lol then a couple hours later i try to put my hand in his pocket and he shoos my hand away.... i'm like what is the freakin deal with this jacket today. and the thought enters my head... i mean we are in paris for gods sake... so when we go to sit on a bench i look at his pocket... there's a box indention... OMG!!! so we get in a cab and go back to the hotel... ok so maybe i imagined it...
next day... we spent all day in the Lourve... from 10am to 6pm... lol and we decide to once again walk to the eiffel tower. when we leave it's raining... really pouring. and the way that we have to go is all dirt... i'm of course wearing flip flops...
after the show he had plans to take me back to the eiffel tower and propose to me then. when we got out of the show... after our bottle of champagne i was drowsy and tipsy and wanted to go home... LMAO im my own worst enemy... there were no taxis to be found and my teeth are literally chattering... it was so cold. so he takes me home. when he askes me what's wrong that night... im just drunk enough to admit that i thought he was going to propose in paris and that i was somewhat dissapointed... yeah yeah i feel like an ass now...
the next morning he's up at 8am telling me to get up ... take a shower... lets get breakfast... and i'm like? are you kidding??? lets sleep in... we don't have to check out until noon our plane doesn't leave till 1pm... no breakfast... lunch is better... no no no let's go... agggh... i'm aggravated. so we eat breakfast and i once again put on my trusty flip flops (im so buying new tennis shoes this week) and we trudge out into the rain again. well davids really tall and i'm really short and he's trucking it holding the umbrella... so im walking behind him at my own pace pulling our suitcase... in the rain... grumbling... lol we get to the train station... i'm so happy ... its warm and dry... and i'm following him all around inside. then all of a sudden he goes back outside and hails a taxi... are you freakin kidding???? lol i'm not talking to him at all at this point and im wet and cold and miserable. i ask him where we are going and he says i haven't seen the arc le triumph... The ARC??? you woke up me up to take me to the arc that we've been driving past the last 2 days? are you kidding me?
out of the car. over the river. up a hill... the rain has stopped. he walks me over to the beautiful fountains i hadn't noticed before and says this is the best place to see the eiffel tower... still in my head im thinking... i got up for this?? so we take pictures... one of me one of both of us that i'm so upset didnt turn out well... lol and then we just sit there for a sec... ive finally had enough and i get up to go and make him follow me for once and he says chelsea i've been trying to get you to this spot all weekend. he kneels down and looks in his bag... ON ONE KNEE... smooth. he says, i've got something for you. and when i look back down he's on one knee with a ring box... chelsea, i want you to be my wife. will you marry me? i think the first thing i said was... i'm such a bitch....lol but i was crying and it was perfect and i'll never forget it as long as i live! :) i love him!