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.
Cheerio, good friends! 2018 is officially kicked into gear, and with it comes a new year of travel opportunities. I’m very excited to be headed back to Europe this Spring, it’s a work trip but I plan to take some vacation days prior to the start of our events and I couldn’t be more excited. […]
I’m not sure if y’all are aware, but today is a very important day. Why is that you ask? Well let me just tell you what day it is. HARRY JAMES POTTER’S BIRTHDAY. Yes, the boy who lived, was created on this very day. The author who penned the most magical figure of all time, […]