Ah, Paris! I promised to myself that I would never be one of these North Americans who idolizes Paris when there are so many more interesting places in the world. I even had a certain kind of disdain for these people – oddly enough, usually women above 30.
Well guess what? I am almost above thirty, I used to live a stone’s throw away from the City of Lights and I really want to go back!
We are currently trying to plan our holidays for 2010. When we came back from our trip we decided that on top of going back to Europe once a year, we would also try to make it to a 3rd continent yearly. We are already going to Germany in August, and possibly to England as well in September – it’s so nice to finally be able to go to all these weddings! – and are planning some time off in the spring. Obviously, according to plan, this would mean 10 days somewhere exotic we haven’t been yet like Cambodia, northern Thailand or, maybe even a trip back to China, taking in Tibet and maybe northern India.
But no – all I really want is a few days in Paris. Now. In the winter, in the cold. I don’t care. I have my perfect day all planned out and I can’t stop thinking about it. The cheeses. The meats. The wine. The cassoulet at La Cantine de Quentin!
We are very tempted to forget about our resolution and just go.
That would not be right, would it?