Dreaming of Paris

I’ve been back in the States for about a week now, and I’m slowly getting over the jet lag and back into my groove. There have been a few minor (and major) mishaps, including getting into a major car accident and totaling our car. Johnny and I are fine, minus a few minor cuts and soreness. I’m grateful and thankful that we are okay.

I miss Europe so much more than I ever thought possible. Mostly, I miss walking. Specifically, walking in Paris. Most of my time in Paris was just spent roaming the streets, camera in tow, and just watching life go by. It was the most simple, but hands down my favorite thing I did on the trip.

Today is one of those days that I wish I could just get dressed, bundle up in my scarf, boots, and gloves, and go for a walk. I miss Paris more than words can say.

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