It was Saturday, February 21, 2009 when I got my first glimpse of Paris. I couldn't believe that we had truly arrived! It was was like a fairy tale to me. Darcy's move to France had created a void in our lives. She is the baby of the family, and we had suddenly become empty-nesters! It was quite an adjustment. Craig and I had quickly decided that her year of study abroad was our golden opportunity to visit the land of my dreams. We naively thought that we would never get another chance like this. It was very exciting to be making plans for our visit. Our first step, of course, was to obtain our passports. I highly recommend that if you ever entertain even the merest thought of taking a trip outside your country of residence, get your passport early! Fortunately, we had allowed plenty of time. I say "fortunately" because my passport failed due to a clerical error and I had to begin the process all over again. But at last our plans were made, passports arrived, our hotels reserved, plane tickets purchased. We were really, truly, GOING TO FRANCE!
|The Arc de Triomphe. My first photo of Paris.|
|A view on Rue Cler from our hotel window.|