THE MORNING was slightly overcast and humid. The breeze from the sea immediately welcomed us after stepping off the plane onto the small runway. After a short flight from Paris, my brother and I landed in Biarritz, France....

AROUND US ON THE HILLTOP'S COBBLESTONE STREETS, merchants and artists went about their business as if nothing’s changed for hundreds of years. My brother and I looked out over the sprawling sight of Paris from the apex of Montmartre, taking in the full scope of the city for the first time. In front of us was the city who’s beauty, history and architecture I’ve read about, who’s culture and lifestyle fascinates me, who’s energy is constant and so uniquely real....