You may have noticed that I slightly, well – totally – fell off the vacation blogging bandwagon while in Paris.
No, I didn’t fall into the Seine River nor did I run off to hide in the gardens at Versailles.
I just got really caught up in all things Paris.
I mean, sure I could have came home earlier than midnight most nights and squeezed in a blog post. But that would mean skipping one of the four opportunities every night to see the Eiffel Tower twinkle on the hour.
I could have woken up earlier to blog but this was vacation – sleeping in till 8 or 9 was a wonderful perk.
Instead, I just enjoyed every last second of it to the absolute fullest. Then wondered how I’d ever get on the plane to go back home.
This post is coming to you from Iceland, so yes – I did get on that plane. And with those steps onto the IcelandAir flight out of Charles de Gaulle airport came with me, not only half of Laduree’s macarons inventory but memories to last a lifetime.
So while there is a whole other post out there coming in the near future with my favorite moments from Paris, here’s a few things I learned about myself and life in the past 10 days on this incredible adventure.
1. Life is what happens when you’re busy dreaming. It’s one thing to dream and to dream big, but stop saying ‘what if’ and start making it happen. I had always dreamed of going to Paris, one day I woke up and decided this was the year and did it.
2. Travel somewhere alone – at least once. I’ve travelled alone from destination A to destination B meeting others along the way. Travelled alone for work. Moved to Las Vegas for a summer. But travelling across the Atlantic Ocean to Europe was something completely new and exciting for me. Sure, I was nervous at times but it was one of the greatest things I’ve ever done for myself. I’m telling you. Book a trip for yourself and just do it. Anywhere. I promise you won’t feel alone at all and you’ll see the world differently in doing so.
3. French is the most beautiful language. No disrespect to my local francophones, but growing up in Eastern Canada, the land of shiac (a combination of French & English that is in no way a real or official language) the French language was sort of ruined for me. Discovering true and proper French all over again in Paris and realizing I can not only pull off the French Girl act but speak French well enough to have only several Parisians all week speak English to me was a triumph I’m THRILLED about. Merci beaucoup Paris.
4. I love hearing my name in French. Further to point three – Crystal in Parisian is magical. You can all start calling me by my French name now, ok? Ok.
5. Pain au Chocolat is an acceptable meal any time of day. I don’t care what anyone says.
6. Champagne is also acceptable any time of day. You really haven’t lived until you’ve sipped champagne at the top of the Eiffel Tower. It doesn’t get much more perfect than that.
7. Steak Tartare is a raw hamburger with a fancy name. You got me Paris, you got me. Sneaky Paris.
8. Sometimes reading at landmarks is just as exciting as visiting them. Some of my best memories from my Paris trip are without a doubt those spent curled up with a book in a number of famous spots. Reading next to Oscar Wilde’s grave in the Pere Lachaise cemetery or under the Eiffel Tower: way better than the biggest tourist traps for me.
9. Duck Confit is the most incredible meal. Sorry ducks. I have failed you.
10. Your adventure is only one small leap of faith away. Do it. Book a ticket and fall in love with a new city, country, or place. I promise, you won’t regret it.
It was the best decision I ever made.
All the way from Iceland, see you soon Canada.
x C x