La Fête du Pain in Paris

I’m finally in Paris! It’s been a great trip so far as we eat our way through the city. I’m here with my girl Julia, as we take on the first city of our 2-month backpacking adventure through Europe.

Yesterday, we stumbled into one of the best coincidences ever. Upon visiting the beautiful Notre Dame Cathedral, we are pleasantly greeted by the wonderful aroma of freshly baked bread wafting through the air. The smells are emanating from a huge tent. There is a sign. All french words. Darn! But there’s a picture of a baguette. Hmm…we approach. Inside the tent was a sight that I will never forget. 

Breads at the Fete du Painbreads at the fete du pain paris

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From San Francisco to Paris

Yesterday, I turned 24.

For the past 3 years, I’ve been bluffing at the fact that I’d be leaving the country soon for my dream city–Paris. I’m sure my friends and family have been tired of hearing it, and so am I. So I did something crazy this morning.

Salted Caramel French Macrons sprinkled with sea salt

Happy Birthday Joyeux Anniversaire to me! I’m going. 

At last. I’ve booked a one way ticket to adventure. It’s funny how birthdays have a way of sparking spontaneous acts. One year older, is one year less I have to cross off those “what-if’s” from my bucket list. Soon, Paris in May can be finally crossed off the list.

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