World's Faire

Today I went to the 1889 World's Faire in the beautiful Paris, France.By traveling through the different exhibits and booths, I was exposed to many new cultures and amazing inventions that I had never heard of. In particular, I ate some food called a hot dog made of beef that was an extremely tasty cheap snack for me. Walking through art galleries, I saw a beautiful gallery filled with this new genre of art called Art Nouveau, which had its roots right here in the City of Lights. I saw the fascinating new elevators that now have brakes that took me all the way to the top of the magnificent Eiffel Tower, the true centerpiece of the faire. Finally, I noticed that all the rooms were illuminated at night by these new things called lightbulbs that shine up a room making a small fire inside a glass bulb hanging from the ceiling. I saw a demonstration of a new tool that harnesses x-rays to make a bone structure picture of a real human body. This will be a huge advancement to doctors and the medical field! I hope to come back here another year to see all the wonders that the world is creating together.





















I pranced into the 1889 World's Faire on a day that bled sunshine and one in which the sky appeared to beam at me with a glamour, with a morose attitude, as I was a desiree towards staying home and whiggling my mother's petty wop she bought for me last weekend back in Dublin. Fortunately, the second I walked in I was met with the delightful surprise of delicious meat cylinders being hugged inside these odd-shaped bread things. Now with a full stomach, I walked onwards and was greeted by an amazing sight; I could not believe my eyes! It was this futuristic out of this time-frame building constructed from interconnecting pillars. It rose above my eyes like a cloud would block out the sun on a cloudy day; it was simply breathtaking, and extraterrestrial. On I went, and I tried this strange drink that seemed to tickle the back of my throat with these fizzy, somewhat spicy bubbles. "Soda" they called it, and I was not too keen on it as I felt it was a threat to my imminent health, but it was fascinating to say the least. The final thing I tried was the cotton candy, which I simply fell in love with. It was like eating a cloud made of pink sugar; it brang me up to heaven. I cannot wait to go to the 1990 World's Faire next year!