Day 2 of hopping around Paris in search of sweet had come quicker than I had been able to recover from Day 1. But, whatever. I can convince myself otherwise. And that, my friends, is exactly what I did. Our first stop was Jean Paul Hevin, a famous Parisian chocolatier. The shop was modern, elegant, {Read More…}
Understanding that I was in the land of pastry and love, Colleen and I figured that rather than exploring the tourist-dense sights (which she had already seen), we would go on a journey, a two day journey through the streets of Paris. This journey would lead us to a land of paradise. A land of {Read More…}
Arriving in Paris met me by utter shock. As I slowly ascended from the subway station, my eyes began to wander to the beautiful Parisian apartment buildings, the charming cafes, and the elegant clothing shops. I immediately knew that I would leave my heart here. We wandered toward the Notre Dame sector and were greeted by {Read More…}
The “farewell from Florence” festivities continued as Friday rolled around. It would not be a day reserved to reflect, but rather to be filled with lots of people, trying to make as many last minute memories as possible. I made my way through the Mercato Centrale, where I first fell in love with local food {Read More…}
How am I expected to just get up and leave? It feels like it was just last week that I stuffed two suitcases full of sparkly shoes and puffy dresses, left my room a wreck, and wore my winter sweater because it wouldn’t fit in my luggage. I don’t understand how I can be packing {Read More…}