Categories
Uncategorized

Pre

As a young kid in a rural small town in the middle of nowhere in South Carolina, I always knew I wanted to travel. To Paris—Paris, France, that is, not Paris, Texas— Paris captured my imagination. Despite people constantly telling me, “You might go to Paris, Texas, but you’ll never go to Paris, France,” my mother always reassured me: “You’re going to Paris, France. You’re going to see the Eiffel Tower, and the Arc de Triomphe.”

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.