Paris is a magical place where bread doesn't need butter and getting lost is never a bad thing. Coffee is served in mugs on tables and no one is in a rush to leave. Breakfast starts with a walk down the street for freshly baked croissants from the boulangerie and juicy strawberries from the local fruit stand. Stacks of morning newspapers are waiting to be plucked and read. The city finally awakens in the late afternoon. The sounds of clinking dishes and speedy motorcycles echo through the busy streets. Conversation is everywhere. People are listening intently and connecting wholeheartedly.
Here are some of my favourite photos from our time in Paris. It was a grand adventure that taught us so many new things and filled us with inspiration. À la prochaine, Paris.