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I love Paris. Everytime I go (I've now been 2.5 times) I just fall in love with it even more. My first trip was when I was a freshman in high school (14 years old). At that point I had taken a year of french courses and loved the language and culture. I didn't really know much more than a basic knowledge, but what I did know...I loved. I went with a friend's family and it was just a blast. I was so lucky to have been able to travel abroad at a young age. I was able to experience a new culture and bring that back to my classmates. I loved being able to share stories during French class especially. I stopped taking French in high school after two years and really never became proficient in the language.
In college at the end of my studying abroad, I took a 9 day trip by myself across Europe. It was incredibly fast paced. I was able to briefly see Nice and had a layover in the trainstation in Paris. (I say I've been to Paris 2.5 times because really I've stepped foot in the city 4 times but two were during train layover and were too quick to really call a full visit). I knew then that I really wanted to come back to France someday because I just felt like I fit in. I couldnt stop eating the food, trying to speak as many French words as I could and see as many things as I could fit in to my short stay.
I was lucky that during my senior year of college I could go back to France, even for just a short while. I went on a week long trip to a small community (Taize). I had started taking french again so I felt I could speak a little better than when I went to Nice. While on this short trip we visited Paris and oh how I love it! These are just two of my favorite pictures from that trip...