Happy Friday, friends! Do you ever feel like short weeks seem like the longest? That’s how this week has seemed to me! We ran a lot of errands, and went a lot of places, but at least we were productive! I’m looking forward to an evening in the mountains though, and roasting marshmallows around a fire. So if you need me tonight, that’s where I’ll be. (PS, all the praise hands for the cooler weather we’ve been having! I love it!) Today’s Blog-tember prompt is a good ‘un, so let’s jump in!
Today’s Prompt: If You Could Go Anywhere In The World, Where Would You Go?
All my life (or at least since I was about 8), I have dreamed of going to Paris. My mom is British, and my dad served a mission in France, and so Europe in general has always been a big part of my life. I visited England 4 times in my first 12 years of life (but would love to go back now, as an adult!) and was fascinated with the cobblestone roads and the cold, damp air. I started taking French in 6th grade. My elementary school was across the road from Brigham Young University (where I later ended up going to college!) and we had French majors come and teach early morning French classes to those who were interested. From day one, I was hooked. I took French every year during junior high and high school. I took French 4 my junior year, which was dual-enrollment at the university down the road, and then I took AP French my senior year. However, when starting college, I decided to start over with Beginning French, to get a good foundation, and because I wasn’t sure how hard college language classes would be. I took French each semester of my freshman and sophomore years, and then I was faced with a hard decision — do I continue taking French classes? Do I major or minor in it? Does it fit in with my mapped our course schedule for junior and senior year? Ultimately, I decided to end my French career, as it were. And sometimes I’m still sad about it.
I suppose that was a lot of background to say, I love the French language, and I love France, and I would love to visit Paris (but really all of France, as well). I have numerous pictures and posters of the Eiffel Tower, and other French scenes, I have a necklace with the Eiffel Tower on it, the day Paris was attacked I felt my heart break. In all, a piece of my heart has always belonged to Paris, and to France.
And one day, I will go there.
And it will be a glorious day, indeed.
Because really, is there a more beautiful structure in the world? No, the answer is no.
(And in other news, our Florida trip in March is officially BOOKED! I cannot wait to take my kiddos to Disneyworld, and I’m freaking out about returning to Hogwarts. Plus, seeing my dad isn’t a bad thing either!)
I hope you enjoyed learning about where I would go! Any other Paris lovers out there? I’ll be back on Monday sharing 3 books!
