So it’s finally here. My blog post about Paris. Everyone I’ve bumped into over the last 6 months has asked me about these photos and I’m so happy to finally blog them after so many months.
I have dreamed about going to Paris for as long as I remember. So when my cousins told me they were going in September of 2016 and they wanted to me come along, I honestly had no choice. This was it. My opportunity to finally see the city of lights. At the time, I honestly didn’t even have the money. But 2 days after the invite, I found myself texting my cousins saying “I’m in.” and buying a roundtrip ticket.
Fast forward to September 2016. I’m riding in an uber from the airport driving down the busy streets of Paris, trying to fully grasp that I’m finally, actually here but still wrapped up in the craziness of traveling alone in foreign country. My uber driver (who was genuinely the nicest person I might have met the entire trip since he barely knew any English but managed to help out to the poor American stuck at the airport, alone with no cell service, who didn’t even attempt to learn any french besides ‘Merci’ and ‘Bonjour’) dropped me off at my Air BnB, helped me get out my luggage, and then sped off. I was left standing in the middle of a quiet Parisian street, hands full of luggage staring down the street at the Eiffel Tower towering over the Parisian city blocks. It was then, that I just let out a huge sigh and just smiled. I was here. Finally.
I could go on and on about moments so similar to the one I just described. But it wouldn’t make a difference. You can’t describe the charm of Paris. Moment’s that are honestly so perfect and pure that it felt like they had been carefully plotted out by some brilliant Hollywood writer. I’d constantly have to remind myself “This isn’t planned. This is really, truly happening and you need to take this moment in.” The intimate moments you see happening on every street, on ever bench, in every cafe. The smells, the sounds, the general feeling of Paris, is truly indescribable. I found myself stopping so many times to just stop and enjoy the moment I was in. Something I rarely do on a normal, daily basis.
This trip was truly life changing for me. I truly never felt more inspired by a place more than Paris. It’s been 6 months and I’m still trying to truly process all of the memories, the small moments, all of the emotions I felt on this trip.
But enough talk, below is just a glimpse of some of the things I saw and experienced in Paris. I tried to do it in the best way I know how, through my camera lens. I hope you enjoy