For those new to this blog and to my story, I have a confession. I am a Celine Dion fan. It started when I was 15 and is still going strong 100 concerts and multiple meet and greets later. “Why Celine?” so many people ask. That’s another story and another blog. For now, all you need to know is that I love her music, especially her french music!
We spent 3 days sightseeing and 2 nights singing along to our favorite singer. (fourth row seats!!!) It was a life-changing trip for both of us. For me, it marked my first trip overseas. First time navigating my way through a foreign land with no cell phone or GPS, not to mention the only french words I knew were lyrics to Celine Dion songs 🙂
Paris was the birthplace of my jumping pictures. I don’t remember why we thought it was a good idea to jump off of a cement block in front of The Louvre (ouch!) – and it was comical to explain to a french couple that we were going to jump and when we got to the highest point, they needed to snap the photo. We did get pretty high!
We explored, got lost, ate crepes, flirted with french men, and sang our hearts out to our favorite Celine Dion songs in a sold out Paris arena.
Tel est mon destin
Je vais mon chemin
Ainsi passent mes heures
Au rythme entêtant des battements de mon cœur