Being a little kid in Paris is more fun than disneyland. Running around the fountains outside the pyramid(louvre), the bronzed animal statues outside the musee d'orsay were way better than the lame guys in disney character costumes. My mom even had to put elastic telephone/boggieboard type cord leash on my wrist so I wouldnt run off exploring never to be seen again. that's how amped I was as a kid in Paris. That was back in the days when you couldn't walk on any of the grass, and the double staircase entryway restuarant on the eiffel tower meant it was time for fish dinner. too bad they overhauled and redid it a long time ago. Most people have dreams of one day visiting this foreign city of lights and romance. Some spend half their life or longer trying and hoping for the opportunity to go. I don't blame them. But to me as a kid, it was always this place that we always went to and going there was almost just a normal thing. Majority of the time the most concerning issue wasn't even that we were going to Paris, it was "is this a I have wear that awful itchy sweater/dress nice plane ticket?." That was just the way it was.
Sometimes I wish that I could remember my first glimpse of the eiffel tower or what that first pastry tasted like. Distinct memories like these that countless tourists have ingrained in their minds. If only to experience the excitement that they must have felt. I can't though and that's okay.
It's okay because I was simply, for lack of a better term, a Parisian kid I guess. l can't tell you when I first exactly went to Paris, or how many times I've actually visited the city. It was always, well, just there. Like a favorite toy that you have then lose for a while then suddenly there it is again.
But I've lost it for a while now though, 10years to be exact. Hopefully it turns up again soon.
Paris will always be a special place for me. thanks mom
It is amazing how important and vital a singular mountain can be in life. This might be one of the greatest things that I miss about living in Switzerland. Just the stability and comfort of knowing that every time I could look out the window there it would be. Living at the foot of an Alp is extremely humbling. It really makes you realize just how insignificant you are in the greater scheme of the world. I can't tell you how many times a day I would look up at this. 
