Profiter d'etre a...Maryland?

I'm currently reading "Paris, My Sweet" so please pardon my French (says the girl who took Spanish for 6 years).  Anyway, it's a fabulous book especially if you have an unhealthy fascination with all things Paris like I do.  But I've come to a crossroads.  On one hand, I think, maybe, the author (Amy Thomas) may have a point but on the other, I think she may be off the rails!

She's worried that she'll never meet her soul mate or have kids or meet new friends or etc, etc, etc, (valid fears that I have a little too often) and she has a bit of a crisis. After some words of wisdom from a doctor, she decides to live on the motto "Profiter d'etre a Paris", which apparently, (according to Google Translate) means "Enjoy being in Paris!"  Ok, I can see where enjoying Paris is a good motto to live by when you are actually IN Paris. I can guarantee that I will be enjoying every last boulangerie in the City of Light...whenever I get there.  But, Really?  How is enjoying a city supposed to help you find someone? Of course I haven't finished the book quite yet, so maybe she'll succeed and prove me wrong. 

Herein lies the problem for me.  How can I agree with this statement when I've been enjoying Maryland for, oh, I don't know, the last 29 years and it's gotten me nowhere but Maryland!? Maybe I'm not enjoying the state enough?  I haven't attended the Preakness once.   I've never visited Cafe Hon.  I don't understand lacrosse.  All (apparently) quintessential Maryland activities comparable (not in my mind but I'm sure others') to the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre and a real boulangerie...  Maybe that's the problem.  Maybe I haven't squeezed enough fun out of my state.  

Of course, the fact that I began this post by analyzing the 3rd book I've read this month may support that argument. 

So I suppose I'll give it a shot. Maybe for a while I'll just be happy to be here instead of working so hard to improve everything...Profiter d'etre a Maryland! (Of course, I'd rather be Profiter-ing Paris...)