We left our little Parisian apartment at about 7:30 Monday morning. I was sad, yet so grateful to my beloved for our time there.
Paris (in my humble opinion) is one of those places that you either love or you hate.
It is a city and has everything that a city has to offer.
Yes, it smells like piss.
Yes, there are people begging all around you.
Yes, the traffic is awful.
Yes, sidewalk sharing is not popular here.
It has some of the most beautiful buildings in the world. I could and have spent days just wandering looking at them. I am constantly finding something new. Always remember to look up.
It has works of art that you can see no place else in the world.
It has a river that is crossed by bridges and bridges and bridges.
It has more churches than you can shake a stick at.
It has cute little children that speak French.
I mean what more could a girl want?
I dream about living in Paris, maybe not forever but maybe for a little while. Beloved, could you hang for longer than two weeks?