Memories of Paris
I first visited Paris in the spring of 2002.
I cried when I had to leave. A dear friend said to me as the tears rolled down my cheeks, "you can come back". I was in awe of the fact that I had made it there the first time.
I visited again in 2003 and 2004....
Then in 2010 when I spent three months wandering the streets of my beloved Paris. Living in a city was much different than merely visiting. I experienced the living city that pulses through the layers of legends and histories that have left their mark on this city. That the magic moments & details that make Paris Paris still exist amongst the chaos of the living, breathing, changing city, makes it all the more astonishing to me. I long to return, but in the words of Edith Piaf "I am never far from Paris", it lives in my very soul.