There are some places that you go for adventure. Where? Some years ago, for me it was skiing in the Alps. I looked forward to being just a little scared of the descent and getting up to a higher skill level. Sailing has that same adventure path.
But other places are there for feeling more at home. I think Paris is just about the quintessential place for that. So I “totally got it” when a blogger said that they went to Paris and really didn’t do anything. I’ve done that too — and loved it. The excuse I made was that I met new people. And I did. But in fact, it was less important than just feeling the connection. And the epicenter? I have written it before, but sooner or later I end up at the Palais Royale for lunch.