(In a good way)
|Hours and Hours spent wandering around Père Lachaise|
I love to travel and see new things, but I can’t wait to return to Paris. There is something about how that everywhere you look, you see something unique and beautiful. It’s not an in-your-face, conventional type of beauty, but rather, finding the mundane elegant and worthy of a good, long stare.
|Hours and Hours spent at Jardin du Luxembourg|
The only other times I have felt the thrill of just being somewhere, content to sit and just “be”, is when I am immersed in nature, whether at the beach or in the mountains. When all my eyes can see is pure, untouched nature. My soul goes, “Ahhhhhhhhhhh”.
|Hours and Hours spent at Omaha Beach in Normandy|
That is how I feel when I am in Paris. Just thought I’d share.
|Hours and Hours spent atop the Eiffel Tower|