On Craigslist there is this whole page dedicated to missed connections (to people, really.) But what if I told you that sometimes missing a connection can be a good thing?
Like in this instance, where my boyfriend and I missed our flight from Paris to Greece, and we were stuck in Paris for the whole week. (Wah, wah.. right?)
At this point, you could ask “how is that a good thing?” But you could also ask “how is that even a bad thing at all?” At the end of the day, you’re stuck in a beautiful city with so many options; the city of love with the man you love. A city filled with so much history while your boyfriend is a history major. This just can’t be a bad thing.
But this is also how it’s a good thing – sometimes you don’t really know people until they are disappointed or upset. When someone is thrown into that situation, you quickly learn who they are deep down.
For me, I know that I need space (without distance – try figuring that one out. I’m a woman. Let me have it.) so that I can gather my thoughts and plan of action. I become withdrawn, and my initial reaction is typically that of the situation- disappointment or negativity. If you allow me that space, it will pass, as logic and reasoning sink in. “Woah is me, I am stuck in Paris for a week” becomes as sarcastic as it should be with the twist of first world problems. I’ll then joke about it. Laugh it off. And I’ll move on.
Scottie – he stayed so upbeat and loving the whole time. He believes everything happens for a reason (which I chimed in “and sometimes that reason is because you’re not paying attention and it’s your fault” lol) but this man always, for the last 7 years, has stayed positive, upbeat, and loving. He kissed my forehead and told me we will still make this a very romantic trip – and in that moment I realized all he cared about this whole time was me. I am over here wallowing in a lapse of momentary self pity because we didn’t make it to Greece and I wanted him to have the best Birthday, and he’s over here having an adventure with loving me on his mind.
So, an adventure it will be.
You guessed it… EuroTrip Night 2/Day 3… Paris, France. (And Night 3/Day 4 Belgium Brussels)
La vie est une fleur dont l’amour est le miel.
Life is a flower of which love is the honey. – Victor Hugo
It was far more beautiful than I had imagined. Driving in (between naps) I had the pleasure to view the rolling green landscape of France.
Vivre sans aimer n’est pas proprement vivre.
To live without loving is to not really live. – Molière
Every mile I fell in love.
Once we got into Paris, I couldn’t believe the grandeur of all the buildings. It is very much something you must experience; photographs and history books just don’t bring it to life with due justice.
Le seul vrai langage au monde est un baiser.
The only true language in the world is a kiss. – Musset
We went to the Eiffel Tower, had Nutella Crepes, took an amazing bicycle tour, walked around Paris, had escargot, drank champagne, enjoyed fresh squeezed orange juice, stumbled upon a historical reenactment, photobombed a random family photo, and just had the best time.
J’ai aimé jusqu’à atteindre la folie. Ce que certains appellent la folie, mais ce qui pour moi, est la seule façon d’aimer.
I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love. – Françoise Sagan
This is absolutely one place I want to return.
L’amour est l’emblème de l’éternité, il confond toute la notion de temps, efface toute la mémoire d’un commencement, toute la crainte d’une extrémité.
Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end. – Madame de Staël
Bucket List: Dine at the Eiffel Tower
Bucket List: Eat crepes in Framce
Bucket List: Drink Champagne in France
Bucket List: Eat chocolate in Belgium
Bucket List: Photobomb a strangers photo
Euro Road Trip Day 1