I had to wait to post this. I had to have a little time to let it all sink in. I haven't had a break in eight months(I'm writing this on a Friday morning at 2:30 AM), with the occasional holiday that seems to disappear like lighters or a good pen. Eight months is a long time and but I guess maybe it isn't. Regardless, I was beyond due for some time to relax and not think so much. My flight was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon and Sunday night, I got the awful news that I lost my grandmother. My last line of defense, my protector and the most gangster and loving lady I've ever known. Paris meant nothing to me just like that. The next day, I was with family. I was supposed to be. I wasn't running off of what I wanted, I was running off of what was needed. The scary part was, I knew she was sick, I knew she didn't have long and I made it a point to see her as often as I could and I still feel like I didn't do enough. In that position, you feel like you never do. I spent the day in the funeral home helping with arrangement and after that at her home going through pictures, helping to get things together for her program. I walked outside overwhelmed by the emotion of it all to where my dad and older cousin were. As me and my other cousin, Dirah, walked out, they had asked if we had packed. Of course I hadn't, but I honestly still wanted to go and I think that was really ripping me apart. I'll never forget what my cousin said to me "you did all you could, you have to go for her. And you have to take her with you." I'd be lying if I said I needed a ton of convincing but that's what I needed to hear. That's what I was going to do.
The trip was already going to be intense for me because I had built this up to be the end all be all of inspiration and motivation I desperately needed after an eight month span where I buried myself to become busy to not think or feel too much. "Paris will fix it" was all I was banking on. Naive? Of course it is. Luckily for me, Paris and London turned out to be exactly what I thought they would be. Paris was gorgeous from the moment I got off the plan and drove through the city to get to the hotel. I can not explain how gorgeous the architecture is in this city. I could have walked anywhere aimlessly for 7 days and been fine.
There's so much history in Paris. It's so overwhelming and can make you feel small if you recognize how deep and far back it all goes. It blew my mind to be in the presence of a Da Vinci piece. The Louvre was absolutely phenomenal, from the sculptures to the classic pieces, and especially the Egyptian exhibit.
The fashion and culture in Paris is New York but a lot more organic. The shopping was incredible. Champs Elysees and Colette were easily my two favorite places, as well as A.P.C. I spent a good bit in Paris, everything was outstanding and the people were actually pretty dope for the most part. The party scene was surprisingly dope. If you're ever there, 21 Soundbar. It's a hole in the wall that's legitimately Atlanta in Paris. Trap meets France and it was too lit. The Eiffel was more breathtaking in person. I looked up at it and wasn't able to think of anyone but the only person I've really only been able to think about. Not a bad thing, I suppose. It's the most romantic city in the world, so there that. I smiled the whole time. She still does that to me.
Then there's London. Wasn't sure if we'd make another city but in the last minute fashion that our crew does things, we found a way. We made the most out of London. Bar hopping, a little shopping and grabbing fish and chips. London's food was excellent. Forget whatever you've heard and go for the food. Piccadilly Circus was legit "baby time square" but it had everything necessary for a big city feel. We hung out in SoHo, and it lives up to its praise. Great bars, and shopping. We did the ice bar, briefly (lol) and saw Big Ben. We mashed it all in and even managed to get Dover Street Market in, which was in my opinion Barneys on steroids.
This trip always seemed to slip through my fingers. There was always something in the way. I took control and coordinated it and made it happen. I never thought I would be overseas enjoying life the way I did, but I did it. I loved it. I can do anything. You can too. Remember how powerful and wonderful you are and go get your dreams and go find your happiness. I had the highest expectations for this trip and they were superseded. I left with my motivation and inspiration renewed and a little bit of extra confidence. Rounding out the last quarter strong.