A Paris Farewell

As much as I’ve always loved Paris, I never expected to move there. And once I moved there, I never expected to stay for two years. And there were many things along the way I never expected—the pure bliss, the utter frustration, depression, celibacy, eating rabbit, going to Uganda, this blog…

Needless to say, I’m so grateful that it all happened. Moving to Paris changed my life. And to have had the opportunity to share my love for the City of Light and Dark Chocolate in the New York Times is another thing I never expected—especially since it started as a basic reportage piece.

So thank you everyone for reading the piece and to everyone who has sent a message. Your words mean more to me than you'll ever know. Thank you, thank you! Merci, merci! Here’s to loving Paris…