My first visit to Paris back in 2014 was a memorable one.
I ate. I drank. I walked in the park barefoot.
I made friends. I made merry. I made an enemy out of a French poodle named Sophie.
I discovered hidden gems throughout the city. I discovered the joy of going home with a baguette in hand. I discovered how badly I spoke French.
I laid my folded jacket down on the ground under the Eiffel Tower and rested my head upon it, and stared up at the famous French structure.
I took this photo.
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