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.
~ From the movie, Paris je’taime
I fell in love with Paris.
Perhaps it was the light
that whispered sweet nothings
in my ear
or perhaps it was that my heart was so full
that the light shone brighter.
For part one of the Tour de Paris, click here.
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Darrah, The Love of Paris is incurable.
I went 16 years ago and have not been back, but every March, (the time I was there) I feel this deep longing, like home sickness.
It started as soon as I got back to the States, actually, and I remember saying, "How can I feel homesick for a foreign place?"
But I did and I still do. For some of us, Paris winds her tendrils all around our hearts and there is no extricating them.
I’m in love with Paris and I’ve never even been there. But getting there is on my Bucket List. Thank you for sharing part of it with me here until I can make it.
I’m really drawn to the picture of those chairs for some reason. I think because I love their simplicity and the way the light plays across them to cast shadows onto the floor. But it’s also because their emptiness brings with it possibility — who (or what) will take a seat there?
love the use of shadow!
Darrah-
You and I could share a meal I’m sure! I seem to only be reviewing French restaurants and eating french food lately. My boyfriend and I are hoping to go to Paris soon (he’s been several times, but I’ve never been) and I just know I am going to fall in love as well. Congratulations by the way. If sounds like you had a fabulous time. I love your photos! I’ll bookmark your blog and come back often. Cheers!
Darrah, your pictures are gorgeous. There is something so uplifting about these Paris photos, beyond just the fact that Paris looks amazing. I will look at these pictures when it’s cold and miserable in Chicago.