One would think that after walking away from a ten year relationship with the man I loved, that Paris would be the last place I would want to visit, but it was actually a blessing. There’s something about that city that speaks to my soul in a way no other does. It’s a soothing feeling, almost like a soft blanket to a child.
Our first stop was the Eiffel Tower. As we approached I was struck with inspiration for a photograph. I could see it perfectly and just had to find a way to capture what I envisioned in my mind. I told Annie what I was hoping to capture and she played the role of photographer. After about a half dozen attempts, she nailed it and I was thrilled. We then sat on a bench in view of the tower and had our lunch and chatted about our lives and our dreams. I hadn’t seen Annie for years so it was nice to catch up in person as opposed to the usual social media chats.
After lunch we headed towards the Champs-Elysees to window shop and then to the Arc de Triomphe. After capturing some more photographs we headed to St. Germain and the Latin Quarter. We stopped by The Deux Magots, a small café where Picasso and Hemingway frequented in the 1920s. We split a piece of divine chocolate cake that cost 9.50 Euro. It was worth it. We then visited the Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Pres across the way. The architecture and interior were stunning and we captured more photos as we read the carvings alongside each statue.
After spending some time in the Latin Quarter visiting the shops and photographing the quaint streets and sites, we headed back towards the Gare de Nord rail station. We stopped in some shops to pick up a few souvenirs before catching our train back to London a little after 6:00 pm. The ride was very nice and we arrived back at St. Pancras railway station at 7:40 pm. We stopped briefly at the London 2012 shop in the station to purchase some Olympic souvenirs. Annie and I said our goodbyes and then we each caught the tube to our respected destinations. I arrived back to the hostel in Earl’s Court and finished packing my suitcase before calling it a night as I was heading back to America the next day.