When I was 10 my family spent a year in Paris. We lived in an apartment in the 13th arrondissement and I went to a French school. As a family, we explored the city visiting historical monuments, museums, churches and luxurious palaces.
But it was really the small details of everyday life that I remember with the most pleasure; the warmth of roasted chestnuts on a cold winter day; the red flare of tulips in the Jardins des Luxembourg, the swirl of traffic around the Arc de Triomphe; and the crushed violet flavor of a sorbet de cassis from Bertillion. When you are small, you notice the small things. Even now as an adult, I am enchanted with those same small observations of childhood; the odd and unusual moments that make Paris so compelling.
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