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My fiance took me for a trip to Paris, which is just a short drive from his country, during my current trip to see him. We met in Dublin, Ireland and have been having a long distance relationship for two years now (between the US and Holland). We always go on fun trips while I visit and this time we decided to go back to Paris, since I didn't get to spend much time there the first time and happened to love it there(even though I thought it was overrated before I visited the first time)!!!
Tim asked if I would like to eat at the Eiffel Tower restaurant and I was like "uhm heck yes!". After our fantastic meal and some very nice wine, we went up to the second floor of the tower. I was taking SO many pictures because it was my first time seeing Paris from that view! (so wonderful, everyone must do it!)
He asked me if I wanted to walk around and look at different areas, but I wanted to stay there and take more pictures. My hands started getting cold, so I put my gloves on.
A short while later... Tim said I needed to remove my right glove... and I was like "why??? whyyy???" He took off my Claddagh ring (and Irish wedding ring) and then took off my left glove and got down on one knee (or this is how I remember it). He said a bunch of wonderful things that are hard to remember because I was crying so much. He opened up the box and I shouted, "I can't see it, but I know it's beautiful!!!" It sparkled so intensely, especially under the lights of the Eiffel tower. The tower's lights sparkled shortly thereafter and created a fabulous moment for the both of us.