I’ve only been in Paris once.
We were there a few weeks after a terrorist attack, which also turned out to be a few months before another terrorist attack. As a result, we have an odd kind of affinity with the city. I often dream of going back and spending longer in the parks, on the streets and meandering around with no plan. Perhaps pushing a pram or carrying our coming-soon child towards the Eiffel Tower in the Paris sun.
2019/20 maybe… for now, I’ll just paint some more of it.