We're back after what seemed a dream in Paris. Back home, back to our mountains and back to our sweet pups. Our time there was so magical, it will always hold a special place in my heart. There was something unique about this trip, it felt so genuine yet so surreal all the time. If anything, I think Kenny finally got to experience the France that I've loved since I was a little girl and that french charm I dare say, has taken a special place in his heart as well. We planned for a week in Paris, we'd talked about visiting Belgium maybe Germany, but Kenny insisted we stay in my France, because really, it's Paris and where else would I really want to be but there? Bless his heart!
The moment we reached Boston and our Air France gate, it hit me. The whole crew was of course french, and I would lie if I said it didn't make my trip that they spoke English to everyone around but only French to me... that french charm, gets me every time. The 8 hour journey seemed like a breeze (although the later jetlag didn't!). We contacted our Airbnb host (in French again) and off we went to the 16eme arrondissement where our little apartment awaited for us! There's something about these European cities that just takes you, no matter who you are. They are fascinating to the eye and the soul. And of all, Paris is just breathtaking in so many ways. As the taxi driver took us closer the the 16eme we were both surprised at the location where it was leading us. Paris is painfully expensive and in previous trips we'd stay in the outer skirts, so this location surprised us both. Once we where there, we discovered the little Rue de l'Annonciation which would be home for the next 10 days. The cutest stoned alleyway led to flower shops, terrace cafes, boulangeries and a local market with the sweetest strawberries I've ever eaten. In the middle of it all, there it was, an old wooden door- so fitting. That was us. The four floors, with no "lift" made us sweat every single time, but our previous market "achats" (buys) more than made up for it. That and the friendly "bonjour madame" from the locals. Because they were all locals, and all so nice to us, no grumpy French this trip. This is exactly what I tried to show Kenny before. It is such a different feeling when you live amongst them, in their type lifestyle, because every people has that feel to their lifestyle, and we love discovering it.
There were so many wonderful things to this trip. I felt so grateful for the doors opened to me from an education in French (from all things, french!) thankful for the friendships I've developed from it, amazed at the opportunity to be there, you know, actually there, in those places I'm always dreaming on, thankful for the parents who always carried and supported my dreams, because what if I didn't have this? I find such joy from it and I have them to thank for giving it to me. And above all, grateful for the man by my side, because to be in love in Paris really is something. But to have someone who no matter where you are, how different everything feels, or how far away from "your normal" you are, to always find in him home is undescribable. We are each others home. And to have that, to have him and to share with him this tiny portion of my world, to think of sharing it with our bebes, that really is the sweetest of all. Oh Paris, you have stolen our hearts once more, I love you, I really do. I guess it really is like they say... Paris is always a good idea.
These pictures were taken in Montmartre by Julien. It was such a magical rainy day, he showed us around and captured the charm of his quartier, I'll post some more about it later. Thanks so much Julien!