I love Paris. I’ve only been there once, and it was only for three days, but unsurprisingly, I formed an instant connection with Paris. I knew I would love being there long before I ever stepped foot on the Champs Elysees, and the reality exceeded my expectations.
My mother took me to Paris a few years ago as an add-on to our Italy trip. I was supposed to go visit some friends in Switzerland, but the timing didn’t work. My mother couched her suggestion of Paris in terms of consolation, but anyone who has ever visited knows that Paris is never a consolation. I think my mother was excited to be my personal tour guide in a city she adored.
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