So I arrived in Paris at about 7 in the morning last Sunday — I know, I know, this post is rather late, but the struggle of jetlag is real, though I think I am slowly coming out of it. I have been here over three days now and have to say that I have already fallen in love with the city. It is as beautiful and remarkable as I was expecting, perhaps even more so. It seems as though on every street there is something unique and inspiring, and turning on any corner you’re met with something grand. Truly, already, I can see why people deem Paris the most beautiful city in the world.