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
I miss it too Bret.....lets go! This has always been one of my favorite pictures of you!
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