If I were allowed to keep only 1 journal, I think it would be the one from my first trip to France: Paris & Provence, 2003.
I made this trip many years after I first experienced, in my youth, the longing to go to Paris. As they say, "life happened" inbetween.
My French classes at The Language Exchange, beginning in 2002, had been the spark that re-ignited the dream.
I have few words at the moment to describe the magnificence of this trip, but it's OK. I have the journal...
I'm glad to share a little bit of it here in this way. And I love the blogs I read here of the trips & homeplaces of others.