Maybe it helped that it wasn't 90º, or that my French is better, or that I am a different person than I was one summer ago or three summers ago. Or better yet, that it's the Christmas season.
Typically, I don't swoon over romanticism, most of it I think is just too much. But there are a few things in life that I am a sucker for.
1. Christmas Time - I can't be any happier than when there are twinkling lights down the streets, Christmas music playing in my ears, tastes of nutmeg and cinnamon in my food.
2. Big Cities - It has twinkling lights all year long.
3. Winter - or at least, the end of fall (November-December). When that first chill comes into town, and you have to bundle up and light the fire and sip on some cider... once again, this is mostly turning into the Holiday Season. (I just can't help myself, it makes me head over heels).
So I'm happy to say that Paris was full of this. It had Christmas lights down the boulevards, a Christmas market down the Champs Elysee, beautiful buildings lit up at night, parks stretching far and wide in the middle. It was a sight to see, and I'm in love all over again.
So this is all to say, I was able to go to Paris this past weekend, during the (don't hate me for quoting Christmas carols) most wonderful time of year. It is like a movie for me.
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