In June 2016, my parents gave me the wonderful gift of a trip to Europe. We traveled to Paris, Venice, Verona, Milan, and Madrid. These cities were all beautiful in their own way, but there was one that impacted my life: Paris. Everything about this beautiful city changed my life. I spent 3 days there and kept a little diary about my experiences. Surprisingly, I still have it and am eager to share it! I hope you feel the love I felt with every single one of my words.
I enter the plane and find that I am sitting next to a French woman. Although it is difficult to communicate with her, I still talk to her and say “deux, s’il vous plaît” when she offers me crackers. Throughout the 8 hour plane ride, I watch my movies, read my books, and have little conversations in French with her.
I don’t really speak that much in Paris as I do everywhere else. Here, I just observe my surroundings and fall in love with every pretty thing. I’ve noticed that men will stare at you, literally look at you up and down and then decide if they like you. I don’t really mind it though because French men are SO attractive!
I was on my way to a restaurant when I saw a woman walking her dog. You could tell she lives here, in Paris. She is blonde and had effortlessly beautiful messy hair. She wore a black jumpsuit with a black coat. I realized she was wearing heels—nude Louboutin heels. I saw everything I wanted to be in her. She was careless in the way she walked. She strolled the streets of Paris as if she owned the city. She made me want to speak French and live here for a while.
This was just a small piece of what I actually wrote. The rest is personal! What made me fall in love with Paris, and not every other city I went to, was the vibes of the city and the people in it. Paris makes me want to be romantic. People weren’t joking when they said that there is love in the air—I felt it myself. The people in Paris were very kind to my family and I. They were also very effortless in the way they carried themselves. They were simply themselves and didn’t care about what the rest of the world thought. That is how I aspire to be. And that is why Paris was very influential to me. Paris, you have my heart. I’m counting down the days until I get to be with you again...