Just got back from a few unforgettable days in Paris, and I’m still thinking about it. Long walks along the Seine, accidentally getting lost in tiny streets in Le Marais, croissants that somehow tasted better every morning, and sunsets that made everything feel cinematic.
One of my favorite moments was sitting at a small café near Montmartre, doing absolutely nothing except people-watching and pretending I was in a movie. The Louvre was overwhelming in the best way, and seeing the Eiffel Tower sparkle at night really is as magical as everyone says (even if it’s a little touristy).
Paris has this way of making you slow down and appreciate the little things — a warm coffee, a street musician, the light hitting old buildings just right. Already dreaming about going back. 💫
