Good friends are like a fine wine, aged cheese, an indulgent rich dessert…unique. They add that flare to your life that enriches it.
Magali and I met in person back in 2000 when she came to NY to visit. Our friendship started via airmail. I had a bunch of pen pals I wrote to through International Pen friend. Till this day I can’t believe I have two pen pals, Romina from Buenos Aires and Magali from Paris. This last year was meant for Magali and I to get acquainted again. She came to visit NY in July 2014 and we flew to Paris seven months later.
Paris in February was lovely. People thought I wouldn’t enjoy the city at this time of year but it’s my favorite season. While we were here it was way colder in NY and unseasonably warm in Paris.
Magali is a school teacher and spent her free time on holiday showing us around. We kept joking that if she wants to make extra money she should become a tour guide for Americans and make sure she has a tip jar. That’s one thing we aren’t use to – it feels so strange not tipping being from a culture where some jobs rely on them.
Paris with her quaint narrow streets and street art.
Here we are wandering Paris on the second part of our Euro adventure.