Wandering around the streets of Paris for hours and hours until my legs can’t walk another step. Popping in and out of bakeries, cafes, and museums. Eating pastries with my eyes closed because they taste so good that I must be dreaming. To. Die. For. Each new street being even more beautiful than the last. Feeling like I’m right in the middle of a movie. Getting excited every time the Eiffel Tower comes into view. Maybe even too excited when it starts to sparkle. It’s magic! Ending the night in a tightly packed, bustling restaurant, drinking wine and being so truly happy, reminding myself that I AM IN PARIS!