On June 18th, 2015, my older brother and I had the pleasure of visiting Paris, France.
On this trip, I learned something. The thing about traveling is it's a journey.
You run from terminal to terminal, hop from plane to plane,
wait wearily for baggage, jump in and out of taxi's, and although that's not the most relaxing part,
it's still all apart of the journey from one place to another.
That's a beautiful thing when you think about it.
But when I opened my hotel room window and looked out, I realized two things.
One, I was overwhelmed by the pure beauty and, two
I was embarking on yet another journey, called Paris, France.