Paris. A city where dark roast coffee + delicious red wine flow like water from a fountain.
A city that is beautiful even when the sky is gray and the rain is falling.
Paris. Sigh. Magical. Romantic. Rich in culture and overwhelming in beauty.
Visiting this city has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. And I can’t help but think that a little piece of my heart is fulfilled now that I’ve seen it. I’ll return again someday, next time with my husband by my side.
Paris you were good to me. Au revoir until we meet again. [See Part I: Germany of my trip here]