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.
GUYS, we just returned from our time in Porto, and I have to tell you, it totally surprised me (in the best way possible!). Today I’m sharing our ultimate guide to Porto with you guys, so you know how to make the best of your time in Portugal’s “second city.” We stopped here prior to […]