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DSCN2073Today it's my 50th birthday (I don't feel a day over 49) and I just experienced the best trip in all my trips to Paris and France in my 24 years of traveling to Paris. It may have been my best travel ever, not a small revelation for a journalist who has been all over the world, but I have to admit the best trips ever were the trip down the aisle to marry Mr. Weekend In Paris and the two visits to the hospital to give birth to my wonderful sons Jack and Phil. But today, I want to share with you 50 things I love about Paris and France to commemorate my big birthday. 

flowers monetThe 70's might have been the era of Flower Power, but this millennium in Paris is dominated by the flora and fauna at Monet's Gardens in Giverny. Below is a little eye candy for botanists. Don't ask me what the names of the flowers are. I haven't a clue. At my house, the only green things that survive are due to luck and a team of professional landscapers. I may not have a green thumb, but I know what is beautiful. The gardens at Monet's house are exceptional - truly a must see when visiting Paris.

IMG_4186Souvenir - means "memory" literally in French. The best souvenirs stimulate your trip memories and remind you of the places you visited while giving you a warm and fuzzy feeling. Sometimes a French souvenir can be edible and therefore fleeting, but powerful at the time of tasting. Buying souvenirs for family and friends back home can prove challenging, but if you keep in mind that it is the thought that counts, then souvenir hunting won't be too taxing. See my favs for this year here:

[caption id="attachment_7138" align="alignleft" width="300"]July 2013 Gal Pals July 2013 Gal Pals[/caption] On this second to last day of summer, I am remembering Monet's Gardens and the warm sunshine heating up the luscious green earth outside Paris in Giverny, France. The only ones more sad than me to see the flowers fade from the landscape are the busy bees who kept the pollination process going and now must accept that winter is fast approaching. As the leaves fall and wool coats are dusted off, I am reminiscing about my visit to the vibrant gardens of the most masterful painter of water lilies in history. To see the lilies from the same vantage points as Monet was a dream come true.