Bon Voyage, EuroTrip 2017 (Paris in Springtime)

 

Paris. I’ve said it before and I’ve said it again. This is my favorite place on earth. My trip ended where it began in this place that I love. My last few days comprised a trip to the Louvre, delicious noms, making sure I had everything I needed, and a reunion with my high school French teacher and color guard coach. During this time, I also day-tripped to Reims with my buddy, L. I walked along the Seine; ate chaussons aux pommes, confit de canard (a few times), steak frites; and purchased about 10 bags of carambars fruits to bring home (that disappeared way too quickly). IMG_2230

My first time in Paris was in January–it was cold, grey, and wet, but I loved it nonetheless. My second time in Paris was my study abroad from August to December. I enjoyed Paris in the summer and fall, and a brief hint of winter again. In 2017, it was my first time visiting Paris (and Europe in general) in the spring. And boy…She did not disappoint. My favorite place in the world put on a glorious spring show for my last days in Europe.

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I was glad to have this time in Paris. After my mom died the first few hours I was there in Fall 2016, I thought that the feelings I felt then would be my association with the city forever. And in some ways, it will. I will never be able to think of Paris without thinking of my mom–but if I hadn’t been on my way to Paris in 2016, I wouldn’t have seen my mom the day before she (suddenly) died. I thought about my mom a lot those last few days. Everywhere I looked were things that reminded me of her: the beautiful flowers, the advent of spring, meeting up with my high school teacher. All things that reminded me how complex grief can be. I think I love Paris more now because it will always remind me of my momma, two of my favorites that I love the most in the world.

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And with my last few days in Paris, EuroTrip 2017 came to a close. It was *such* a good trip. Though there were some negatives– rain, lack of internet, loneliness, sunburns, and sore feet–those have faded with time, I remember those less than the positives — the art! the cities! the sights! the weather! the flowers! the reunions! the food! Plus, I think I have a good handle on how to tackle some of those problems for future trips (read: in a few short weeks!). Ciao and au revoir to Eurotrip 2017!

From the Archive: The Worst Kind of Unexpected

Many of you, those who know me well or even a bit through Facebook, know that Eurotrip2016 didn’t happen. I made it to Europe, but I quickly returned home.

Long story short, my mom died.

Those are words I never thought I’d say, an idea I’d never thought I’d have to come to terms with at least not at this point in my life, but I find myself saying it out loud at least once a day because it seems so incredible that she could be gone.

I will come back to this blog when I do this trip again (TBD – but it’s looking like March is the goal), but I leave you with one of my favorite pictures I took during my three day weekend in Paris. My dear, dear darling friend Lindsey and her beau, Arnaud, took care of me so well. We went to the Jardin des Plantes where I fell in love with this one particular plant (if anyone can tell me what it is, I’d be grateful – it’s the periwinkle blue guy) and took a million pictures of it. This visit to a garden full of beautiful flowers was one that my mother would have greatly enjoyed and I felt oddly at peace. It was a good thing to do and I’m glad Lindsey and Arnaud took me. ❤

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