My guy’s in Paris every month – for work not play. He’s been going back and forth for about a year but I have yet to join him. I suppose it’s no longer home, and I’m traveling in the mind these days.
My nomadic days exist in the review mirror; unless it’s Venice. And Lake Garda’s awfully pretty; my Goldilocks home.
My guy loves his work, but Paris was never his favorite city.
For 3 years ~ it was mine. 2006-2009
