I can’t remember a time when I hadn’t dreamed of visiting Paris. Finally in 2007, a few months after my 50th birthday, that dream came true. It was my first time traveling to Europe, I was a bit jet-lagged and don’t remember much of the ride from the airport to the hotel, but when I looked out of our window and saw this (above) I felt as if someone had waved a magic wand over me. I was in Paris!!!!
I won’t pretend that first trip to Paris didn’t have its difficult moments as well: being in a totally new environment, dealing with jet lag, navigating differing expectations of activities and itineraries with le monsieur, being so far from home and our son for the first time, getting ourselves oriented, over-packing…it was definitely a learning experience.
But waking up that first morning and remembering that I was in Paris(!!!)…
I’d be hard-pressed to pick a single “best day of my life,” but that first day in Paris? Definitely on the short list. We’ve visited Paris a few times since then, and the magic has never worn off; that feeling of “OMG!” when I look out of my hotel window is always there.
And I’d also like to take a moment to acknowledge and thank our Veterans, and all who have served.
Will be linking up later with the By Invitation Only bloggers for our November theme, The Best Day Of Your Life, at Spenderosa.
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