I really am in the city of love

do you ever have moments in your life when you feel like you’re living a dream where you just never want to wake up.

I’m starting to believe that the best things in life really do happen when you least expect them. This past week has been one of the best of my life, and it’s all because of an unexpected occurrence. Let’s just say it started with a night of rain ruining our plans in St. Michel and us spontaneously deciding to travel to the northeast side of paris to Belushi’s for an international party that ended up getting cancelled. There we were three girls sitting at a bar, ordering drinks and preparing for a game of “ride the bus”. Apparently this isn’t an american game because so far I’ve had to teach it to all of my copaines americannes. THis game is NOT fun with 3 people so the social butterfly in me decided to go scope out the other bar hoppers. Obviously there was a guy that stood out, sitting alone with two beers. A couple things crossed my mind.

1. The beer belongs to his girlfriend so I don’t have a chance.
2. This guy can drink his beer.
3. He’s best friend is just upstairs changing his shirt and hes waiting patiently for him. (okay this obviously didn’t cross my mind but it happened to be the truth, thankfully).

After the two guys came to our table, I don’t want to be all cliche and say it was love at first sight.. but damn, there were defiantly some butterflies going on in my stomach and it wasn’t from the vodka either. After discovering that they weren’t models in Japan but really in the military we got notified that the international party downstairs had been cancelled. Already buzzing and ready for a good night out, we suggested Cafe Oz at Chatelet so off to the metro we went.

The best thing about this bar is that it accommodates to different crowds whether you want to sit down and watch sports, pick up babes at the bar, or dance the night away, its the place to be! I’m not sure exactly at what number drink I decided my confidence level was high enough to show this guy my intentions but before we knew it we were hand in hand. The night followed with countless blue pineapples, a name tag with IGOR, a 5 euro bet on a random from their hostel following us there and i’m pretty sure my heart had double in size towards this guy. I don’t even want to call him “this guy” because he’s so much more than that. Yes, I’ve known him now for almost a week but the happiness I get when I see him is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced before. The only thing I was unsure of was if the feelings I felt were mutual or if I was just dreaming of something that was out of reach.

Two days later we meet again (thankfully) and that day was the moment I knew that I had found something that I couldn’t let go. Unfortunately as the days pass I know that this feeling of complete happiness will eventually come to an end when the trip is over. I’ve learned to make the most of the time together because those are memories you will have forever and will never be taken away.

Tried Macaroons for first time! I swear, nothing beats a french macaroon.


Saw the beautiful Sacre-Coeur and finally went inside!


Yep, we did this and I couldn’t be happier with the decision. C’est la vie d’amour.



First time EVER having someone dedicate and sing to me, in front of a crowd at that. Honestly, how did I get this lucky.


We opted into Sumo Wrestling and of course he impressed his lady and won.


The french do not understand the rules of Beer Pong. Needless to say, we lost. C’est la vie.


My first time ever having Chipotle and it was AMAZING. Good thing it’s a 5 minute walk from my school!


FUN FACT: He searched all over Paris to find my favourite mustard for me (somehow he remembered me saying it when we were drunk). I have been here for a month and haven’t been able to find it and he’s here for a week with no map access and finds it? Yep, he’s a keeper.





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The Mindful Maritimer

I'm a 23 year old travel addict, health coach and thriving foodie! Follow my journey of overcoming my eating disorder while traveling the world!

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