“Go to Paris” has never made it to The List of Fifty. In fact, historically speaking, I’ve never much wanted to go to France at all, despite having studied the language (la langue d’amour) for four years in high school.
But I am SOOOOOO excited to be going! My friend Abner (same friend of the Timbuktu/West Africa adventure) and I decided we wanted to go on a trip to a place where we could drink the water, not have to take malaria meds, and leave the sleeping bags and mosquito nets at home. We wanted to eat bread and drink wine, and listen to music while sipping coffee in street cafes, and cross bridges and take pictures of loveliness. And Paris just seemed like the exact right place to do it! PLUUUUSS, being late fall, it should be nice and chilly and maybe drizzly and rainy and gray and perfect for taking moody Fronchy photos! :-)
ALSO, ever since I read about the catacombs under the streets, I decided I needed to see them, if ever I went to Paris. Other things I am hoping to see? La Tour Eiffel, l’Arc de Triomphe, the gardens of Versailles, Notre Dame, and I would love to cross all 23 bridges. I am sure that a week will not be long enough to completely explore the city, but it will be long enough to get a feel for what life in Paris is like. However, no matter what we do or do not do, if this song ever plays anywhere where I can hear it while I am there, I will consider my trip complete!
I rented an apartment for the week we’ll be there, and it’s in a real neighborhood with real Parisian neighbors. How cool is that?