The Eiffel Tower wielding, romantic Seine strolling, sometimes snotty-nosed peopled… Paris. As far as expectations are concerned, the bar was set really high for the City of Light.
It’s a funny thing, expectations while traveling. It is almost impossible not to fantasize about what the next destination holds for us, yet I feel like most of those expectations are usually dashed upon arrival. It doesn’t matter how amazing (insert a city’s name here) is, it will never live up to the grandiose picture that is in your minds eye. The monument will always be smaller and the ocean a little less blue than expected.
We had an epiphany while at our first house-sit. After reading a posts on travel expectation by a blogger we follow, Nomadic Matt. (To see the post click here.) He put into words what we were unable to figure out for ourselves in the beginning; our expectations were killing the actual experiences we could have had. We had to stop all the hour-long “I wonder” conversations and stay in the present. If you have no expectations then there’s no way to be let down; experiences happen organically.
Just so you know though, Paris, for the most part, did not disappoint. We crammed in as much as we could in our short two-nights there. (The flights to South Africa on the 1st were just too good to pass up. We saved $800 by flying on the 1st, rather than the 2nd of January.)
Until next time Paris…
We will leave you with our New Year’s Eve in Paris story.
After the clock anti-climactically struck midnight in a less than ideal bar close to our rented apartment we wanted to wander the streets. About 5 minutes into our walk we could hear a rowdy bar with live music… YES! The NYE celebration felt like it switched into high gear. We ducked into the establishment and to our amazement the band was play Jambalaya, Crawfish Pie, File Gumbo!! We all started 2 stepping and pinching ourselves.
Did we just get teleported back home?
That was the only Cajun song that the band played (that I can remember
), but it was perfect!
max blanchard
Jan 14, 2013 -
Megan, your best blog yet and one that made true sense of how I also feel about travel. The expectations and memories of places have often been the best thing about going somewhere. Strange how it is sometimes difficult to be in the moment and just absorb when you do.
Rising Moon has an Impressionistic look – great photo.
Love and Passports
Jan 15, 2013 -
Thanks Uncle Max! Staying present and in the moment is sometimes a hard task for me… I hope to always be learning and growing as a person.
Anna Marcantel
Jan 14, 2013 -
Beautiful pictures!!
Love and Passports
Jan 15, 2013 -
Thanks Anna!
Sandie & Jimmy
Jan 14, 2013 -
Brilliant photos Megan, as usual! x
Love and Passports
Jan 15, 2013 -
Thanks Sandie and Jimmy!! Hope y’all are well.
Stephanie
Jan 15, 2013 -
Even a wkend in Paris……does not dissapoint….I suspect you’ll have the opportunity to visit Paris again…..Je t’aime MOM
Love and Passports
Jan 16, 2013 -
Paris better not be going anywhere…
jackie davis
Jan 16, 2013 -
Paris looked as beautiful as I would have thought. Hope you put a lock on the fence of locks! Beautiful pictures and beautiful memories for you & Chris. XOXO
Love and Passports
Jan 17, 2013 -
No lock on the bridge this time, but that’s a good reason to go back!
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