Return to Paris

In the center of Paris, right in front of Notre Dame, there is a brass circle that marks the very middle of the city. This spot is usually obstructed by tourists, but it is said that pausing on this location ensures you return to Paris. I can’t speak for the infallible veracity of this claim, but I can say that three times I have come and stood on this spot before leaving this city, and every time I have returned.

Hemingway spoke of Paris as the “moveable feast” and I can attest that the most delightful thing about this city is that it never changes or comes to an end. When I would come back to Kentucky during college, I was always disgruntled by the new buildings, wider roads, and demolished farms that distorted the face of the town I remembered. With Paris this is not a problem. The city literally can’t grow much, so despite a few unnoticeable store facades changing, it remains frozen in dreamlike perfection. (Side note: The family for whom I nannied had changed the door code, so I was unable to enter the building and had to slip in behind someone leaving to visit, but I count this change as negligible in light of decades of sameness on a larger scale.)

After being greeted at the airport by my dear friend Ana-Joel, who is hosting me my first week or so, I set out to wander the city that I love. I happily spent the day allowing myself to get lost in the endless streets and re-find places that I loved. I visited bridges that I miss standing on, benches where I miss watching the world pass by. And of course, tasted pastries that I missed eating. It felt like no time had passed since I last wandered these streets a year ago. Today I picked up shopping right where I had left off at last year’s “soldes” and ate lunch at Mouffetart where the Quiche Lady recognized me. I was able to spend the day with friends whom I love and whom I have missed and finish out the afternoon playing in the park with the girls I nannied. Returning to Paris reminds me why it is impossible to stop loving Paris.

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4 Responses to Return to Paris

  1. Marilyne says:

    I think I have tears in my eyes! I love that HANNAH and PARIS are reunited and can’t believe I’m not there to see it 😦

  2. Susannah says:

    you were meant to be there…and I’m so glad you’re back again. enjoy every minute!

  3. Tom says:

    I, too, understand now the emotional connection you have to such a wonderful city, and have only been once. I can at least say this, when you time in Paris is over, everyone out here in DC will be glad for the grace, warmth, and light you bring to ANY city, not just the city of lights. 🙂

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