We’ll Always Have Paris
My great-aunt Felicia loved traveling. She and my great-uncle were diplomats who traveled the world over for work and leisure.
When we were kids, she used to say that every adult, at least once in their life had to visit these two places: Paris & Gbadolite, Zaire (now Democratic Republic of Congo).
She said “go to Paris to be inspired and Gbadolite to learn the importance of being humble”.
I went to Paris bearing this in mind, prepared to be inspired.
Inspiration hit me the minute I landed at Roissy because everyone seemed so happy to be there.
Of course, they were in Paris!
Paris is a magical, mystical, and romantic place with extraordinary architecture, culture and history.
We started out at the Arc de Triomphe, it was still early in the morning and the city had just awoken.
Tourists started gathering, shops and cafés were opening and the locals were getting to work.
We walked under chestnut trees on Champs-Élysées, browsed luxury shops and people-watched from one of the many outdoor cafés.
