Love in Paris

I believe in love. And wholeheartedly. Especially the unconditional kind.  The idea of affection without limitations seems just right and couldn’t be a better definition for my recent trip to France.  Paris is stunning in the late summer. It’s a magical city, with unrelentless love everywhere you look, where you won’t get shamed for PDA’s, where buying fresh flowers just for yourself is never a splurge, and where you can have all the cakes, macarons, and chocolates you want….and eat them too! Being in such a city made it easy to forgive any negative thoughts about love, because it was being rediscovered and wonderfully confrontational everywhere I went. And I, probably like most Americans traveling to this great city, quickly found myself falling in love with love again.

It’s as if people make it a point to say that Paris is where you come to be in love, and leaving love’s mark in a way that symbolizes the idea of everlasting love, lies in thousands of padlocks on the Pont de l’Archevêché bridge outside of Notre Dame. Lovers come with metal locks with their names etched on them, they lock them onto the bridge and with a kiss, drop the key into the river, as to say, this love will never be broken. It’s quite a romantic sight, and gives you butterflies, not to mention that feeling of hope, as you wonder how love has treated all of these traveling romantics.

some pretty amazing love stories are here….

And my favorite was this. I wonder if that person asked, and what Secil said.

Everything about Paris was inspiring. I have to say, what love I truly discovered in France, was the food! The food….the food was to die for! Anyone who knows me, knows if I were stuck on an island and could only bring one thing, it would be, yes, a wheel of cheese. I love it that much. and in France, fabulous cheese was everywhere! I had rented an apartment just above the best cheese shop in all of Paris, which did come in very handy when trying to find my way home at nights, because you could smell the cheese nearly a mile away.

An antique marché | Paris linen shop

And of course, it doesn’t get more romantic then watching the glow of the Eiffel Tower at sunset and under the fireworks on Bastille day. The perfect way to say goodbye to this city of love.

Voilà ! <3