The Last Metro – The Last 23 Steps
To find our way home – from Paris to our apartment in Montmorency, we must take any number of metros to Gare du Nord, where we get the PINK Train (as Olivia calls it) to the Enghien-les-Bains station – walk up the 23 steps to street level, and head down the tiny lane, of the tiny village, to “home”.
Tonight, we took “The Last Metro” and climbed the last 23 steps as this is our LAST night in PARIS.
It’s already cool, the leaves are beginning to fall and I can’t believe a new season is around the corner already ………..
“To everything there is a time, a season, a purpose under heaven ” —————–
It has been an incredible ride – and more is to come – but now in the South…………..
NOTHING makes me happier, than to walk that LAST WALK down the lane to our apartment knowing MY KIDS walked it too; to remember the happiness on their faces when they looked at certain works of art; to know the sheets and the coat hangers were lovingly brought to us by my FL friend Amy, to know that the new friends we’ve made here in Paris, and at The American Church in Paris, will be with us the rest of our lives, to know that we, at our ages, could actually DO THIS, with everything that moving and working in a foreign city entailed.
Here are a few memories of some of the best days of my life with my husband, and my family in the City of Lights that I am grateful beyond grateful to have had this opportunity…………………….