WHERE: old part of the city WITH @lidasenol
Some streets in Paris were tiny, perhaps three people could walk next to each other together and number four would be stuck. It would be impossible to pass such a group, and Nephi was finding that halfway through the street, he was stuck behind a group of twenty or so of tourists, all starry-eyed looking around at the architecture as if they had never seen a building before. Nephi bit his lip as he stayed back, he could run back down the street, take another, but that would take just as long as waiting it out, and he was too tired to walk back.
He looked as someone else had to slow down once coming up on the group, and gave her a sympathetic smile. “I don’t think they’ll be moving any time soon,” he said in French. One of the tourists looked back, but clearly she didn’t understand French.