To really love something, you must love the good and the bad. You must love everything about that thing you love.
Now I can say that I REALLY love Paris. Im pretty sure I have seen it all in the past three months that I have spent here….
1) The gorgeous monuments (Tour Eiffel, Notre Dame, Sacre Ceour, Arc de Triomphe, etc etc)
2) The cute little cobble stone streets
3) Delicious food
4) Beautiful people all in Black
And too many others to name
THE (not so) PRETTY:
1)Dog poop and pee all along the streets
2) Human poop all along the streets
3) The sewer system
4) The gnarly metro
5)Bums, hobos, and the like (including those that sit in on our classes, those that pull down their pants and pee right in front of me, etc etc)
And Im sure some other goodies too
BUT. I love Paris. Before I came here, I had this romantic notion in my head. I thought that Paris was the place to smooch and buy beautiful clothing, see awe-some sites and eat magnificent food. Even though all of that is a big part of Paris- Paris is so much deeper than that. And I have loved every second here. I wouldn’t take back this opportunity for anything in the world. I am a completely different person than I was before. My testimony has grown and I really feel like I know what kind of direction I want my life to go. I have two days left here in Paris and I am heartbroken. It seems like a dream. I hope I wake up tomorrow with another month.
Nope, only two days. I feel like now I can start moving on with my life, start becoming more of an adult, and start thinking about my next phase of life. I wish I could stay here forever, but I cant. But I do wish and hope with all of my heart that I remember everything about my time here. I dont want to forget a minute of it.
J’adore Paris. Je suis une otre persone.
Pics from this last week…