I never thought I'd fall in love with something intangible. I never thought I could leave a city and have my whole heart stay there as my physical body took a plane back home. I never thought I'd yearn for a city and its people and i's beauty and the things it said to me when nobody was listening. But I did and I do. I was young when I decided I wanted to travel to Paris one day, and I know I'd accomplish that dream when I was older. But I had the opportunity to live there. I had a chance to discover the structure of the cobblestone streets and hear the claps from the Opera Garnier as I strutted by with my baguette. I experienced what it was like to be a Parisian at a café, front row, sipping my café while watching the tourists walk by. I wasn't a tourist. I was a Parisian. A full blooded Parisian- and that has changed me for life.
Bread will never be the same
You catch yourself reminiscing about the time you drank wine by the Eiffel Tower.
The $10 bottle of wine here does not compare to the $10 bottle of wine there.
You miss the heavenly goodness of the Nutella crepe.
You hate taking any train other than the Metro
...and miss how simple it was.
You constantly hear "La Vie en Rose" in your head.
And, no matter where you go, you have that third sense for anything French.
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