Before I die, I want to go to Paris. I studied French in high school and college and have always want to visit this international city. We have traveled the world but somehow Paris has escaped us.
The problem is that I cannot fly or travel by cruse ship. It is the ventilation systems and the risk of illness. As Dr. K says, “If you crash (health-wise) in Paris, I can’t get you home.”
If we are ever able to go, we want to go for a month and just absorb the city. I would die happy.
When Dr. K visited us in ICU in February, she had just returned from a trip. “How was Paris?” I asked. She paused and said, “We will get you there.”
I am planning on it.
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