Dear Sam,
One weekend in Paris. Not a lot of time, but we need to start planning every minute of our trip. Not a second can be wasted. The best part: it’s just us. We travel well together basically because we’ve known each other all our lives, 37 years.
The first time I travelled to Paris was in 1996. A poor university student, I was backpacking through Europe after living and working in London, England for the summer. Paris was my first stop and it lived up to every cliche I’d ever heard or read about the place. It was raining when I arrived late one night and I’ll always remember the smell. The place even smelled nice. The first morning, I bought a fresh baguette and just walked. There is so much to see and do, and some of the highlights during the first trip was the Notre Dame, Shakespeare & Co. bookstore, Pere Lachaise cemetery (Jim Morrison’s final resting place) and Paris’ legendary night life.
I travelled to Paris two years later. We were there for New Year’s Eve and rang in 1998 on the Champs de Elysee after having a fantastic dinner at a tiny bistro near the Sacre Coeur. That trip was different because I had a tiny bit more money so I could actually eat in restaurants. It was also Decemeber, so there were way less tourists. The streets were dusted with a fresh layer of snow and the museums, particularly the Louvre, were dead. It was a magical time of the year to be in Paris.
But this trip is already my favourite because I’ll be travelling there with you. The countdown is on.
Yours,
Kat