The Husband and I are slowly getting settled back in the States. We both officially have jobs and are starting the apartment hunt today after work (I’m writing this from a desk in a high rise in a city — who would have guessed just a few weeks ago!). Of course its my lunch break, but as I have this down time its hard to believe that just a short while ago we were living our dream in a tiny minuscule studio in Paris. Oh Paris, la ville de mes rêves.
We knew it was going to be like this but it’s still hard. It seems like Paris was just a dream — an extremely long dream with lots of ups and downs, but a dream none the less. I think thats why we basically our whole last month out of doors in the city — I don’t think we’ve ever walked so much before in our lives. I can’t say I regret it. These are some of our most magical memories.