J’ai deux amours...mon pays et Paris

Honoré de Balzac once said, "whoever does not visit Paris regularly will never really be elegant." I really thought to myself prior to the once again departure in that direction how true it was. It's not just the stereotype of the place, there really is something magical about it.

So, somewhere between the € 4.80 for a Coca Cola and every girl on the street carrying a Longchamp bag, I fell for it. Charlotte was at work when I arrived, but that really was not a problem because there is nothing like getting to a city you know a bit about and cruising around like a professional. She was impressed herself. Just a map of the subway system, possibly, so much of hit has changed and been revamped since 2007. 

The French capitol welcomed with open arms and sunny weather. I wondered around for the afternoon down by the Arc and of course. Oddly enough, ran into two people from Charleston. This world is getting smaller and smaller by the minute. Of course, had to set foot on everyone’s ultimate favorite – Avenue des Champs-Élysées. This time I was there for fun and entertainment and had no need to see any tourist shit.

It was amazing to meet up with Charlotte again, the reunion was sweet and it was absolutely fabulous. But that was expected, of course, and without a doubt. We partied, we drank too much wine, we rode the subway to remote areas and met up with old friends. A delightful few days where I got to roam around like a true Parisian. Nevertheless, there is no way I could live in the city of lights. That is alright, frequently visiting will just keep me being elegant and classy. Missing my little Charleston so much.

J’ai deux amours...mon pays et Paris.