Paris? How cliche!

Paris is the city of love, romantic gestures and candle lit dinners. Whenever you mention that you’re going you’re greeted by winks and the typical ‘do you think he will propose?’ nonsense. Yes, there is something magical about Paris, but it doesn’t have to be so cliche.

Firstly, I wasn’t whisked away to Paris for a romantic weekend by my darling boyfriend. I paid for the trip (independent woman and all…). The most romantic meal we had was eating giant BabyBels on fresh baguettes in our Airbnb and up the Eiffel Tower, I was too concerned with Facetiming everyone to show off the view that I almost forgot about Clint. And after three hours of queuing, I don’t think he had a romantic thought in his head either.

We walked hand in hand along the River Seine and kissed the new year in on the Champs Elysees, we drank champagne at night over fairy lights in the Christmas market but it wasn’t Paris that made it romantic. The trip was romantic, but not because it was Paris but because it was us.

We found cute little bars that served us popcorn all night long over happy hour cocktails, it was one of the best nights we have ever had (until we had a huge argument and I spent hours crying around the streets of Paris looking for him – alcohol infused arguments are never fun).

On the last day of our holiday, we barely left our apartment but we didn’t have work, we didn’t have to do our washing or drop that dress we borrowed back at a mates house. All we had was each other, and massive hangovers of course. We were in a city with a thousand things to do, but the only thing we were interested in was chatting a laughing the day away.

Travelling the world with a loved one is one of the best experiences you can have, but you don’t need to stand up a giant steel structure or feed each other macaroons to fall in love with each other again. It’s the little things in life. Whether that’s sharing a giant Babybel or spending the whole day together without a care in the world, these are the ‘romantic’ moments that you remember forever.

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