Paris, je t’aime (again)!


I was recently blessed to return to some countries in Europe. I was exhausted from the direct flight to London. Hopping on, off, in and out of trains, planes, and automobiles. Jumping from hotel to hotel. I was also mentally exhausted from worrying about pick-pocketers at every turn, BUT I still had a wonderful time and wouldn’t trade the experiences for anything.

One exciting venture was what I called my “return to Paris”.  My first international trip traveling by myself was to Paris exactly 5 years ago. I truly call it my “growing experience”, and it was the trip where I not only fell in love with Paris, but I also fell in love with traveling. To anyone wanting to see the world but afraid to travel alone, trust me when I say it can be intimidating at first, but it is a wonderful experience!  
On this trip I first spent a few days in London, and instead of flying to Paris as I did before, I decided to take the Channel Tunnel (the chunnel). Though I wished that I’d booked my ticket in advance and upgraded the class of my ticket, I still loved the experience of riding on the train.
So on to Paris. I’ve made up in my mind that I’m either meant to move to Paris, meant to visit Paris often, or will fall in love while in Paris, because that darned city just does something to me. I stayed at a hotel by Gare de Lyon station, which allowed me easy access to the city, but it is so much more beautiful to walk around as much as possible. I trekked from my hotel to “La Seine” and then on to Notre Dame. I had just missed mass; however, I was lucky to attend an organ concert that was going on at the time.  It was an amazing experience. Speaking of “love” I did meet my future husband who goes by the name of “Tiramisu au Caramel, beurre salé” (caramel tiramisu with salted butter)!!! Back off ladies, he’s all mine!

It was amazing to walk down some of the same paths as I did before and to still feel love for this city. I stopped at a park area along the Seine, kicked up my feet, and just enjoyed the sights and sounds of everything around me. Also, the Louisiana girl in me became overly excited when I saw a magnolia beginning to bloom! 

While crossing over the Seine, I took a shot of some “cadenas d’amour” (lovers padlocks). Couples write their names on a padlock and connect it to a bridge to symbolize their everlasting love. If I had a padlock, I would have definitely written my name along with Mr. Caramel Tiramisu and attached it to that bridge!

It was a wonderful journey, and I absolutely cannot wait until I return there again. Paris, à la prochaine (see you again)!


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  1. Anonymous says

    Outstanding article. (Of course, I am slightly prejudiced)I thank GOD for allowing you to have these experiences.
    -Your Dad _
    Ralph Deossey Holley I

  2. Tarsha says

    You should think of becoming a photographer! I didnt know what I liked best! The article or the pictures! Truly Beautiful! xxxx Tarsha

  3. says

    Wonderful pictures. I clearly missed these on instagram. Glad you had fun. I too am not going to limit my traveling due to my travel partners. Sometimes the most well intentioned people will back out or something will come up and I will never see stuff if I always waited on someone, whether family, friends or a man. But I’ve only traveled once solo and that was to Atlanta. Until I get my feet wet a bit within this country, then I will venture elsewhere.

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