I had my precious bottle of wine, a gift that I had saved from my 21st birthday – to open on my 30th. Penfolds Vintage 2001, a Red that would be opened on a special day found itself all the way from NZ in the famous city of love. We walked, wandered,  lingered, photographed and then opened my treasured bottle to one of the most romantic views in the world. It is true what they say about life, wine, age. Such a sweet drop! that we saved some for dinner in a cutsie restaurant that night. On one of the best mile-stone days of my life even the taxi-stereo was singing it “Bon Anniversaire!”

When one door closes, a window in Paris opens

Published 2012/12/18 at 2:02 am