I’m back in the United States, after the most amazing few days in Paris. We did so much on our trip, I don’t think we could have done more. We walked across so much of the city, taking in sights and history, museums and restaurants, hot spots and shopping. I am utterly exhausted and so grateful for the whole experience. It was, quite literally, a dream come true, and every moment felt like just that.
It is fascinating to immerse oneself in another county and witness the differences between cultures firsthand. I love learning about the ways different cultures view situations and manners and all sorts of things. I’ll tell you one small (yet big) thing I noticed– no one in Paris seems to fear gluten. It’s everywhere. The most delicious bread and butter at every turn. I loved taking a break from constant carb awareness and enjoying so many things I’d avoid here at home.
Apparently, the differences in perspective may be well founded, as my friend who is a nutritionist mentioned before I left that gluten in Europe is different than in the US. In fact, she said that many people with gluten sensitivities here are able to eat gluten with abandon over in Europe. Fascinating, isn’t it?
I loooooved Paris, and I am already looking forward to going back. And not just for the bread and butter.