My first foreign language is French. For ten years every textbook had a lesson about Paris.
In 2007 I took the train from Bremen and headed south to meet the elegant city. After I found out about INSEAD, I was often spontaneously smiling just at the thought that I would finally see Paris. A dear friend gave me Parisian metro tickets earlier in 2007; there was no sadness that could take over with those in my wallet...that's how much I wanted to go to Paris.
During the first weekend that I escaped from Fontainebleau, I took the train to Gare du Nord, and then the metro to La Concorde. Everything sounded and looked familiar, I knew all the names of squares, streets, monuments. When I finally reached the Seine I had pathetic tears of joy looking at the Eiffel Tower. For the months that followed, walking aimlessly in Paris was my way to relax.
Tomorrow I start my small Europe tour...in Paris.
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