Every year about this time, my wanderlust tendencies start to tingle. I recently came across the below image of the Eiffel Tower on Pinterest, which brought about a flurry of memorable moments I’ve spent in the City of Light over the years. The food, the people, and those unexpected treasures found at almost every turn. It’s the kind of town that makes you feel like anything can happen. You never know who you’re going to meet, or where you’ll end up.
I’m heading off on my next adventure on Friday — the UC Blog will be on hiatus for a few weeks — so in the meantime I’ll leave you with Paris.
“Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I’d never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn’t know what. Maybe it was something I’d forgotten or something I’ve been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive. That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me.”
- from in the final vignette of Paris, je t’aime