There is something really special about travelling to Paris.
Those of you who have been there will understand. We’ve all heard about Paris, of the city’s rich history, great food, deep culture, and of the beautiful Seine river. Some of the world’s most iconic events have taken place in there.
It seems like only yesterday
After a quick train ride from Milan to Strasbourg, I transferred and took my first train into Paris. I remember that afternoon when I arrived and the special feeling I felt knowing that I was in such a special city.
I spent most of my university days learning about the rich history of France. It was a treat for me.
But this blog isn’t going to talk about the deep history of France and all the beautiful travel locations. I don’t need to sell you on those because we all know how great they are.
I’m going to talk about something else instead
You see, coming from Canada, I speak a certain degree of broken French. I wouldn’t call myself fluent, but I am capable of communicating at a more than basic level.
All my life I had always been told that the French are rude and difficult to get along with.
That wasn’t the case for me
I met some of the nicest people I’ve ever met in France. The people there are wonderful and they will appreciate you if you make even the smallest effort to speak their language.
My time in Paris involved seeing many of the famous landmarks, walking along the Seine, checking out some of the city’s vibrant art scene, and of course, enjoying a glass of wine and good bread. Who could say no to that?