My first adolescent vision of France was probably something like this:
I love that this is the scene of Disney's The Aristocats but reimagined and made even more fantastical by the Kincaid machinery. That kind of wild imagination is what I had in 7th grade when I first dreamed of speaking French.
It was a wild spark created back then and his grown changed and flung itself around my psyche through the decades.
And this year, it caught fire.
If you're reading this, I'm gone, out the door, off to France:
I'll be passing through Paris this time, on my way to rural Southwest France. How will that measure up to this vision? Only time will tell!
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