Rue Pavée(s) (by Kiyouyou)
I have some very fond, yet bittersweet memories of the Rue Pavée. Three girls from our study abroad program had an amazing apartment on this street, and we had some great parties there. Bittersweet, because I miss those times, the Marais, Paris-I miss it all. And, of course, bittersweet because of a (Parisian) boy-I am glad to have meet him, but sad because I never saw him again.
It’s a dumb story, really— we spent the whole evening talking, but neither of us had our phones on us, so we agreed to ask the hostess, our mutual friend for contact info, and I never did, because damn it I am too shy and have too many regrets. I doubt he ever did…