On the evening of New Year’s Day in 2018, my sisters and I visited the Jardins des Tuileries, we drank vin chaud (hot wine) at Place de la Concorde, and then we strolled down a rainy Champs-Élysées under the twinkling holiday lights that glistened in the puddles on the sidewalk. The buildings were lit up with lights, everything looked like it was glowing. We reached the Arc de Triomphe at dusk and tried to take photos from across the street despite the hectic traffic in the background. The site itself was closed for the #holiday, so we planned to meet Anthea in the tunnel below.
he only Disney experience I’ve ever had was in California when we went to Disneyland. Although I will always be a “Disnerd” for life, I’ve had an old soul since I was a child, and Universal Studios was much more exciting and memorable. I still treasure my little autograph book that I toted all through both parks each day. I got to meet stars like Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable, which is probably part of why I love Old Hollywood and vintage glamour.
As a child, I got to enjoy a few mystic airplane luxuries of days past, such as goodbyes at the gate and free “meals” on the plane. Before my time, other features had already disappeared, such as smoking onboard, no seat belts required, and even overhead hanging baby cradles. Yes, that was a thing.