Coming into this class, I never knew of a Paris. On the first day Mr. Nelson talked about paris. He talked about paris like it was only a dream come true. That nothing was better, than being lost in paris. At first I didn't really care what parove.is was. But I just went through the motions. But these jokes kept getting made about the so called "tourists". At first I simply ignored them. But then we defined what a tourist was and I realized I was one of those tourists. I was one of those that hadn't found the serenity in getting lost in paris. The first time I realized I was lost in paris. Writing a blog post about love. Did I even care about love? no. But paris taught me that I did care about it. Paris has taught me how to write. Im so happy that I got to learn about this place paris. And I hope that I can continue to find paris in my life. That when I need a quiet moment in my life, I can find paris.
Paris, you meant more to me than you know.
