I will leave you this time with just photographs from the city of amour.
Because no city does romance like Paris does.
Interiors of cafés
“I’ve seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.” Ernest Hemingway.
“Paris is a woman’s town, with flowers in her hair;” Henry Van Dyke.
The great affair in my life is to travel. I count myself immensely fortunate that my partner shares this passion. We are a team that likes to spend time planning and plotting out places to go. Destination check, flights check, accommodation check, cheesy grins check. Off we go.
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