Parisian Christmas Season
‘Tis the season ’tis the season!! Though I am a few days late but it’s that time of the year again! Merry Christmas and happy new year!
It’s one of the best time to visit Paris during the year according to my opinion, other than spring, the whole summer, and fall (wait, isn’t that all year round?)
My dad and I decided to walk around Paris. From Notre Dame to the Seine, from Concord to Champs-Élysées, we saw the city of light in the most joyful season. It’s also a little sad because it’s my last day in Paris!
Unlike before, Paris has been quite warm lately instead of being rainy, icy and cold. The sky has been clear, which has given us a chance to catch this pink Parisian sky.
On Champs Élysées, Paris is vibrant and bright as ever. Dad and I walked through the vendors of the Christmas market, sipping hot wine and enjoying the lights.
At Printemps and Galerie Lafayette, Paris is having it’s annual window display. The tent was well decorated with flower and lights.
No matter what season it is, the Seine river always gives off the best reflection of the city of light.
We ended our walk at the Opéra. The surreal feeling of my last day lingers in my head. Still can’t believe I am actually leaving the city. I can clearly recall the first day when I arrived on a hot July day, my back was wet from pushing three luggages through Gare du Nord trying to get a Taxi; then it came trying to speak the best French possible to communicate with my host family, crossing the city in Métro without getting lost; Watching the national day firework and lining up for the fireman’s party. Signing up for French classes in August and working for a fashion internship for the first time; The intense study routine during summer but wouldn’t forget to take breaks during weekends to travel around Europe; shopping in Le Marais every weekend for new outfits and accessories; introducing my cousin the city like a local; Meeting new friends on September without even realizing that you will be really closed to a few of them; hanging out with students from La Sorbonne making myself feel like a French student instead of exchanging; the heartbreaking moment when watching the number of victims increasing during the Paris attack and crying in the middle of the night; enjoying dinner with my host family three nights a week and learning as much custom from them as possible; seeing Christmas lights being lit up along streets, and there it comes now, sitting in front of my laptop on the last night drafting my thoughts and reminiscing about the past. There has been too many great moments in Paris that I cannot even list them all out. It’s been quite a long time in Paris, and the past half a year really taught me to grow and realize what kind of a person I am.
Paris, it’s been real. I appreciate for all you have given me and all you have prepared me for the future. We will see each other very soon.