Paris me manque

So I have been home from Paris for a little while now, which has given me plenty of time to reflect on the experience. There are things I miss about Paris every day. When the waitress doesn't give me bread with my salad, I miss Paris. When carolers sing in the airport and I work to a avoid eye contact for fear they will ask me for money, I miss Paris.

Being out of Paris has given me the opportunity to see how I have changed as a person due to all my experiences there. It is strange to be put back in a familiar environment with a different view of the world. Everything else is the same, but I know that I have changed. I have Paris to thank for that.

Locking my lock on the bridge

The most beautiful city in the world

Champs-Elysees

My last day in Paris was the best way to leave. I got to spend the day with Cara doing all the things we like to do, which includes eating and taking gouters. We also rode the big ferris wheel overlooking the Champs-Elysees. It was magical.

My plane ride back was long and tiring, but kind of passed in a blur of sleep, free apple juice and children's movies. The Canadian airport suddenly reminded me I was not in Paris anymore. People were smiling and happy and talking to everyone. I kept wanting to ask, "Are we friends? Do we know each other?" I was so unused to the outward friendliness.It made me happy at first, but soon made me miss Paris, where a smile is truly a gift and it is always special when you receive one.

I know that as time progresses, I will be introduced to more ways in which I have changed. I think everything will just need a bit of patience, which I will have to muster up.

The question is, do I keep blogging? I am no longer in Paris and that is why I started the blog. I have been thinking maybe I will continue with a different blog, one about my life in California, but it is definitely lacking in adventure. We will see what happens.