It comes on every year like clockwork; a familiar tugging feeling that turns into a long, dull ache. An old friend once called it a Paris craving, and I can’t think of a better way to describe it. I had never once been homesick, until I went to Paris for the first time. My parents will attest to this; I was always sad at the end of holidays, not eager to reclaim my own bed. When I was old enough to travel without them, they had to command me to call home at least once, knowing full well that if it wasn’t mandatory, I never would. I didn’t know that you could love a place, that an intersection of longitude and latitude could leave an inedible impression on your heart.
But I know that now. I know it because every year in January, when the weather is dismal and I spend most of my time at home, listening to old songs while I work on my latest writing project, Paris comes back to me. I dream of early mornings spent at Place Dauphine, sitting on a heated terrace sipping an espresso I have to fill with sugar to make palatable… but always drink, anyway. And I long for afternoons whiled away in free museums, even though the collections in them are often dull. I miss the smell of freshly baked baguettes, even though when we are in Paris, I almost never eat them. My mind wanders to flower shops. And rooftop views. And the photos we still haven’t taken. I reflect on all of the garbage and urine on the streets and still, I desperately want to go back.
That is the essence of a Paris craving – being overtaken by nostalgia for everything, even the worst that the city has to offer.
In late May, I wrote about how I thought I might be ready to let Paris go… at least for a little while. I hoped that, for once, I meant it. But January is here again and my annual Paris craving is back. A little voice in my head tells me that we can discover cities like Madrid and Krakow some other year, because they will always be there… conveniently omitting the fact that Paris isn’t going anywhere, either. I am doing my best to remain firm in my resolve that we will spend 2018 exploring new places. But a Paris craving doesn’t make that easy.
Tell me, is there a particular city you want to visit again and again?
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