It was about two years ago when I and my wife climbed aboard a jet and headed to Paris.  It had been a dream for so long to venture to the city.  The city were Eugene Atget once wandered the empty morning streets. I too wanted to roam the streets.  See with my eyes and my lens the city of culture.  I walked the streets, rode the subways, wandered though museums.

Meeting wonderful friends, Patrick, Sophie, and Frederic.  With their guidance we were able to see Paris from the vantage point as a native, not a tourist.  

In actuality, besides not speaking French I was quite at home.  Wether it was sipping cafe on a street side table or grabbing some bread from the baker.  AHHHH.   I miss it so.  I will return to my beloved Paris.