This morning as I biked (via the convenient city-wide program) to my last French class I knew, without a doubt, that I must return to Paris.
There’s so much culture and language to learn and neighborhoods to explore. A month was simply a start.
Tomorrow we fly to London for the last month of this trip. Hard to believe and I know time will only go faster.
Tonight though, with the bittersweet sentiments each move brings, I’m focused on the knowledge that I’ll return soon.