A few years ago when our friends moved to Paris we visited them during late April. I remember when we arrived everything was blooming and the air felt somehow exciting. They wanted to welcome us in a true Parisian fashion, so instead of going straight to their house we just dropped off our bags and headed for a dinner-picnic on the bank of the Seine. Those beautiful Kinfolk team photos totally reminded me of that special evening. It’s the strangest thing but I still can remember the butterflies in my stomach thinking about our first evening ever in Paris. It was magical and oh-so simple:)
What’s your all time memorable moment from your trips? Do tell...xo
P.S: How about nine ways to get lost in Pairs?
(Photos by Meg, Winston, Clement via Lost in Cheeseland)