Last week, we decided to add Paris to the Grand European Adventure. As excited as I am, I'm also a little frazzled. Paris has always been this beautiful dream in my head. I've read about the food mostly, of course. But I've also heard the language, and learned about the craziness of it all. So I should be as ready and knowledgeable as I am about London or Edinburgh. But as it turns out, I'm not. The second we chose it, my mind went blank.
The only thing I can think of to see is the Eiffel Tower (which for some reason I keep calling the Empire State in conversation). I couldn't even remember any specialty beside the macaron. What is wrong with me? Since then, I'm getting a little better. I'm still not totally knowledgeable as to why I'm supposed to want to see the Arc de Triomphe or the Alexander Bridge, but at least I have stops on the itinerary.
Don't get me wrong, I'm thoroughly and completely jumping off the walls in excitement, but the planning has been slightly difficult. I'm sure when I get there, it will hit me and the thousand of other reasons I wanted to go to Paris in the first place, will become most evident. But for now, I'm blissfully unaware and blissfully and completely sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for the next 7 weeks to pass by in a flash (without really wanting the special days: Momma and Bestie B-days, summer, friend's wedding etc. to pass by as quickly). It's a conundrum of course, but one I'm totally ok with : )
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