au revoir, paris

On our last night together in Paris, we, as a group, ate crepes and then went on a boat cruise on the Seine, just as twilight was coming on and Paris was becoming the City of Lights. We reminisced, we laughed, we danced, we sang, we took pictures, we breathed in the city we came to know and love, and said our final farewells to the city of art, the city of lights, the city of love; the city of Paris.

“There is never any ending to Paris, and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. Paris was always worth it, and you received return for whatever you brought to it…”

Ernest Hemingway, in A Moveable Feast