Tonight I fly off to live a long-held dream — to live a month in Paris, France. The apartment is rented, the list of succulent places is set, even my bags are packed. OK, so I’ll wear another set of clothes on the airplane, that zipped zipper on my suitcase will not be breached till I’m solidly in France.
Twenty years since I’ve been there. You walk down those streets and know you’re connected to the steps of so many persons of renown who also walked here back through the centuries . Marie Curie, Ella Fitzgerald, Robespierre. There beneath your feet, you’re like Peter Pan trying to smack his feet onto his shadow’s.
What are my plans? To move at non-touristic speed among wonders. Care to join me? I’ll post a piece of the city every day.
Have a grand time!. I look forward to your posts from Paris …
Truly looking forward to seeing your posts!
Thanks Mr Miz!