P is for Paris

View from outside the Sacre Couer, Paris

When I was twenty, I packed my oversized rucksack and went to Europe for six months.  It was uncharacteristically spontaneous, but a wonderful experience.  Up until this point, the furthest I had gone was Scarborough.  Arriving in Paris, I was understandably nervous.  Actually, I was more like terrified.

My first morning in Paris, I remember standing in the middle of Montmarte, wondering what the hell I was doing.  I have zero sense of direction and trying to figure out the Metro proved near impossible.  I was afraid I would return home not having even been able to find the Eiffel Tower.  On top of this, my French was basic at best.  I was definitely outside of my comfort zone. I did manage to find the Eiffel Tower, though, along with The Louvre, Notre Dame Cathedral and my personal favourite the Arc de Triomphe.   That night as I sat on the steps of the Sacre Coueur, drinking cheap red wine straight from the bottle, looking down over the city, I felt like I could conquer everything.

I spent two more days sampling the delights of Paris, and have returned three times.  There is so much to see and do and the whole place has a distinct feel – and smell – about it.  I’d love to return again, now that I’m older.  I’m not sure whether my feelings would be the same if Paris hadn’t been the first place I visited, but I do find Paris magical.

5 thoughts on “P is for Paris

  1. Nick Wilford says:

    That’s a grand place to start off your travels. I’ve visited a lot of places in Europe, but I’d love to have a long stretch to explore. Not sure it will happen now though!

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