I love autumn. But Paris at the beginning of autumn was exquisite. Crisp mornings and sunny afternoons filled with picnics and strolling. I began this year of adventure by meeting up with SIX other former SPU-ers who are living in France...who would've thought?
One of the best parts about being in Paris for the third time is that I felt no obligation whatsoever to be constantly seeing things. I'll take a park instead of a museum any day, especially when it's the Luxembourg Gardens. Secondly was the joy of exploring the unexplored. Zach and I braved the crowds of Place de Tertre behind Sacre Coeur and descended the back side of the hill to f
ind a quiet picturesque neighborhood where four room flats cost over a million euros (we ate sandwiches on a bench in front of realty agency).
Perhaps best of all was being amidst friends before setting out on our own adventures during this new season in all of our lives.
Since then I've hauled my luggage one last time down to Aix-en-Provence, found a place to live in twenty four hours (praise God), and went to
Marseille and back. But more on all that later...
