Purple Haze.

I’m back. I have a lot to write, but for those who want an initial response, some encapsulation of what it was like and how I felt, I have only one word that would make any sense: transformative.

Paris was transformative.

Here are a few pics to hold you over until I process everything and recapture my ability to form coherent thoughts:

in the latin quarter

in the latin quarter

at st. michel fountain

at st. michel fountain

at the butte montmarte

at the butte montmarte

grilled perch at cafe montmarte

grilled perch at cafe montmarte

la tour eiffel, night view.

la tour eiffel, night view.

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3 thoughts on “Purple Haze.

  1. thembi says:

    what did I tell you?

    and these photos have me over here applying for a grant to spend the summer there.

    I really want your opinion on what makes it feel that way, especially as your first time in a foreign country (Paris was my first time out of the US also) and as a writer. Take your time to process everything tho…

  2. tankie says:

    yes, transformative is the word and is exactly why i love to travel and live in foreign countries. i’m so pleased for you and i don’t even really know you! 😉

    i look forward to reading more. 🙂

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