Bien Venue A Paris it says - welcome to Paris
As I put my jacket over my shoulder and waited for my baggage to appear in that seemingly-endless moving baggages, I caught a glimpse of Jean. One of my friends whom I've made friends with during my one year study of music in France. That was almost five years ago. But our friendship remains.
He waved at me, and I waved at him back. It's been almost five years since I met Jean. I remembered the first time we met. He was studying in arrangement while I was studying in piano music. However we met during our orientation, and that's when our friendship began.
I heaved a sigh of relief as I found my luggage coming out of that hole. I took it out and came out of the gate with a smile. Paris, here I come again I thought.
"Bonjour Jean! Cava bien?"
"Hey it's great to see you again Adhi! I'm great, how about you?" replied Jean.
I gave him a hug and we went to the taxi stand to take a taxi to Paris city. It was spring time. The weather was cooling with the sun shining greatly above us. The sky was blue, it was a really perfect day to visit my beloved city once again. So much has changed in these 5 years. Yet, it still brought my memories back.
I'll be staying in Paris for 5 days. So I've decided to make this trip the most wonderful one. After checking in into my hotel, Jean and I decided to head over our favourite cafeteria to have our lunch. I remembered once when Jean found me walking on this stretch of road. And he simply asked me to join him for lunch, for in his eyes, I seemed puzzled of where and what to eat.
Time was still early then. 3 P.M Paris time. We've decided to go back to our music school and met our teachers again. One that I want to meet the most was Madame Rianne. She was my mentor, my teacher, and a best friend of mine. Meeting her must be onf of the highlights of my trip.
Taking a walk towards my school was really really both sentimental and happy for me. I was reliving my memories. I did not expect so much things to have changed. The usual hot dog stall I loved to buy from was missing. And the small newspaper kiosk also disappeared. The Paris I once saw had changed, I supposed.
Alas I met Mdm Rianne. She was still as "kicking" as usual. She greeted me with that warmth and joy, I was really happy. We had a good talk with each other. We talked quite cheerfully, and sort of loudly that some of our teachers were interested to join. What made me really happy was that all of my teachers remembered us. He even asked "Apa Kabar" to me. I truly am proud and happy to have such teachers like them.
My trip continues with more sightseeings. From the famous Eiffel tower, to Muse de Louvre, from taking a walk in city parks, into venturing to Charmonix. And not forgetting from having a simple baguette, into dining in 3 Michelin star kitchen. Paris had never failed to amaze me. This city of wonder I have always loved and adored.
Five days went so quickly and it's time to go. Jean sent me to the airport and we bid farewell. I am thankful for my passion for photography. I have taken hundreds of pictures, which I will faithfully keep as my memories. I am not sure when I will come back to visit France once more, but I know deep in my heart, I want, and I will.
Au Revoir Paris, till we meet again.
NOTE: This story is fictional, all the plot, names and places are fictional as well. If only they can come true to me, that is :)
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