Because of France, I: (1) forced myself to take a course in learning French (2) had endless dream of wearing a beret, drinking coffee in a cafe in Paris. You know just like the movie Sabrina (3) many other things. France is THE one country I wanted to go since high school. Kept saying, “Pretty Paris, please… want to see pretty Paris, please.” And 18 years later, it came true.
Not going to post the typical Paris (though had endless pictures of them). These are corners of Paris that I held dearly in my heart. Will come back later and venture other towns in France. Don’t stop believing, people!