Saturdays with Kate

We had come to Paris to study, to chase our dreams, to escape our realities, to live out our youth. No matter how difficult the classes or intimidating the language barrier or frustrating the bureaucratic logistics, we thrived on the city itself. We lived for the aimless ballades, the inebriated brasserie sit-arounds, the heated debates, the unexpected rencontres and the crazy, erratic nights. I knew that every problem I was facing would somehow fade into the pink (polluted) sunset during a well-timed walk by the Seine. Paris destroy me in every way, making me feel in a constant perpetual voyeur, lost in translation. Paris destroy  me in the best way it could, making me feel like I belong here.

xx