Paris, 2010

That year, I spent two weeks in Paris to find and heal myself. I took the first photo on top of a Ferris wheel. My sister and I had no money, spent the last few coins on coffee and jumped on a free Ferris wheel ride as it rained. The second photo I took as I was walking around. 

Trips like these are the ones you look back and realise were incredibly therapeutic, and set the stage for the new chapter. I should really organise my photos better. Looking forward to the next.