Nine years ago today I turned thirty and took myself to Paris, the city of my heart. A dear friend of mine 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.
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.