"Paris is not a city, it's a World."
~King Francois the I
Special thanks to my Dad for always having his camera ready. The pictures turned out great!
You can check out more of his pictures at Heinrich Nikel Photography
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Paris 2016
I am finally getting around to posting about my trip.
We arrived in Paris on July 7th. It was the night of the big Soccer game.
I, of course, was not there to see the game, but somehow this was still the highlight of the short time I spent there.
I grew up in a very small town. Where I live everyone knows everyone and the community is very tight.
Growing up I could only dream of big cities like Paris. I could only imagine the stories that took place in these major cities and the tales that were inspired by them.
Now, thinking back to Paris, there is one memory that is forever going to make my heart sigh.
It is the lively sound of Paris rising through the open balcony door. It is the shouting and the laughing and the singing, keeping me awake till early in the morning. I hear the car horns blasting, I hear the cheering, I see the lights through the breezy hotel curtains.
I hear the entire city of Paris coming together to celebrate their victory.
Who said big cities could not have community spirit when there's so much more spirit to be had?
We arrived in Paris on July 7th. It was the night of the big Soccer game.
I, of course, was not there to see the game, but somehow this was still the highlight of the short time I spent there.
I grew up in a very small town. Where I live everyone knows everyone and the community is very tight.
Growing up I could only dream of big cities like Paris. I could only imagine the stories that took place in these major cities and the tales that were inspired by them.
Now, thinking back to Paris, there is one memory that is forever going to make my heart sigh.
It is the lively sound of Paris rising through the open balcony door. It is the shouting and the laughing and the singing, keeping me awake till early in the morning. I hear the car horns blasting, I hear the cheering, I see the lights through the breezy hotel curtains.
I hear the entire city of Paris coming together to celebrate their victory.
Who said big cities could not have community spirit when there's so much more spirit to be had?
"A walk through Paris will provide lessons in history, beauty,and in the point of life." ~Thomas Jefferson
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Summer
Well, I'm back.
Although I haven't posted in almost a month, I've done more writing than I have in a long time. I haven't felt this dedicated for quite a while. My book is well on its way.
I have never felt so much a Writer as in these last few weeks. My sleeping pattern has been thrown off completely (I'm nocturnal now.) I eat mostly in front of my laptop (Eat... Sorry, I meant Coffee.) I have to put "take shower" on my to do list and I haven't spoken to anyone outside those very special people who are brave enough to show up at my house... (Thanks for insisting to spend time with me. I really do appreciate it ;)
I am living the life.
Unfortunately, now that Summer has ended, it's time for me to get back to real life. I'll have to put "the life" on a pause and come back to it late at night, when the busy days have ended and no one is left awake.
I'm done with sleep. I'm done with dreaming. I'm ready to start living (and by living I mean Writing.)
"If You want to write, if you want to create,you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent Rambling.
You must write every single day of your life.
You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books,and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next.
You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads."
~Ray Bradbury
Although I haven't posted in almost a month, I've done more writing than I have in a long time. I haven't felt this dedicated for quite a while. My book is well on its way.
I have never felt so much a Writer as in these last few weeks. My sleeping pattern has been thrown off completely (I'm nocturnal now.) I eat mostly in front of my laptop (Eat... Sorry, I meant Coffee.) I have to put "take shower" on my to do list and I haven't spoken to anyone outside those very special people who are brave enough to show up at my house... (Thanks for insisting to spend time with me. I really do appreciate it ;)
I am living the life.
Unfortunately, now that Summer has ended, it's time for me to get back to real life. I'll have to put "the life" on a pause and come back to it late at night, when the busy days have ended and no one is left awake.
I'm done with sleep. I'm done with dreaming. I'm ready to start living (and by living I mean Writing.)
"If You want to write, if you want to create,you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent Rambling.
You must write every single day of your life.
You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books,and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next.
You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads."
~Ray Bradbury
Special Thanks to my Lil' Bro for being the lazy boy for these pictures and helping out behind the scenes of many others!
Photo credit goes to www.heinrichnikel.com/
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