Nine years ago today I turned thirty and took myself to Paris, the city of my heart. My dear friend, Joy, joined me and we arrived in Paris on a bitter cold birthday morning. We stayed in a friend’s apartment in Montmartre and made our way to a warm, cozy cafe to have an early lunch. While we were eating at, “L’ ete en ponte douce,” a rare Parisian snow began to fall. As one who loves snow, this was the icing on my birthday cake. What a way to welcome in 30! I remain forever grateful.
My ‘Amelie’ tribute.
One of Joy’s photos.
Revisiting the Mije, a youth hostel, where I spent my first few nights in Paris when I studied there one summer in my twenties.
The day we visited the Tour Eiffel the top was shrouded in fog.
Scanned and printed photographs Beth Horta for Sweet Sabelle, unless otherwise noted, or photos that Joy took of me.