"I don't love Paris," she said. The room gasped and gazed upon her with judgemental eyes...
Shocked? Perhaps blasphemous? I can't help it. I am not in love with that city. I do, however, have great respect for the city and its historical importance, culinary development and powerful effect.
February marked a seven year anniversary of a phone call that changed my life.
"You want to go to Paris for $600?"
"....maybe?..."
Okay, maybe I didn't immediately jump to go to Paris. I was saving for my Roman adventure which was quickly approaching in May. Plus I was scared. I hate to fly. Hate doesn't even begin to cover it. Flying is my worst fear and my nemesis. After a few discussions with my roommates and parents I realized I had to fly to Europe in May, I might as well do it now and call it practice.
I decided to answer with yes. Yes I will go. Yes I will fly by myself. Yes I will meet you in Paris, sister. What a powerful three letter word. I didn't realize that I just said yes to empowerment, independence and a life love of travel.
This weekend marks the anniversary of a trip that has become a milestone in my life. Thank you, JoDee. Thank you for your love of Paris and its inspiring power. It changed my life for the better.
Ah Paris! I loved that trip. Thanks for sending me down memory lane. Has it really been 7 years?? Let's go back soon. Very soon.
ReplyDeleteI want to go to Paris with you!!!!
ReplyDeleteJoDee we do need to go back. Maybe a sister trip? Then the husbands can meet us in Rome? Abi you can come too!!!
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