It’s been just over two years since I last saw The City of Lights and, not going to lie, I’ve been dreaming about being able to wander Parisian streets again. The open-air bookstores and art sellers along the river. The architecture and history. The wealth dripping from the ceilings in Napoleon’s apartments. The fancy shops on the Champs-Élysées. The gothic tombstones overcome with ivy in Père Lachaise. The cafes bustling with life. The smell of fresh bread while passing a bakery . . . Soon, I hope. In the meantime, these photos will have to do. Enjoy!
I miss you, Paris. Or, for a more direct translation, you are very much missing from me.
Staying safe means staying at home for the moment, but what place are you missing the most?