{"id":114,"date":"2025-05-25T23:11:28","date_gmt":"2025-05-25T23:11:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kayspage.com\/?p=114"},"modified":"2025-05-28T00:48:02","modified_gmt":"2025-05-28T00:48:02","slug":"visual-assignment-4-oh-how-id-love-to-go-to-paris-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kayspage.com\/?p=114","title":{"rendered":"Visual Assignment #4: Oh, How I&#8217;d Love to Go to Paris Again"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It was my first real solo trip, a trip that was turning my insides upside down due to the fact I had never flown alone before. I packed light but brought the essentials: a notebook, a camera, and a playlist filled with the songs that made me feel something. \u201cParis\u201d by <em>The 1975<\/em> was track one. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-4-3 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Paris\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/WWvW83CyVCA?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The train ride back to Rennes was quiet in that special way only French trains can be. The majority of Amtrak trains I have taken up to New Jersey have consisted of people yapping away on the phone or blaring TikTok out loud from the speakers of their cellular devices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I had just left Paris behind. Memories of the city were still buzzing somewhere in my brain. I didn\u2019t expect to fall for it the way you did. Maybe it was the way everything felt alive at once: the sound of jazz echoing off old buildings, artists painting strangers in a park, the Eiffel Tower sparkling at night. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I found my seat by the window, put my AirPods in, and hit play on the song I had saved for the ride back: \u201cParis\u201d by <em>The 1975.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>&#8220;<em>And how I&#8217;d love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)<\/em>&#8220;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p>It was not about the lyrics, not exactly. It was the feeling: that mix of nostalgia and a little sadness, and the quiet joy of realizing I was in a moment I would remember forever. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sun was starting to set outside the window, casting gold across the French countryside. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the song wash over me. It felt like a soundtrack written just for that scene. I was playing the soundtrack to a new chapter of my life, carrying with me a little more love \u2014 the kind I had unbeknowingly gathered from the City of Love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-full is-resized has-custom-border\"><a href=\"https:\/\/assignments.ds106.us\/assignments\/my-favorite-lyric\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"348\" height=\"521\" src=\"https:\/\/kayspage.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Screenshot-2025-05-25-190810.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-115\" style=\"border-width:3px;width:274px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/kayspage.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Screenshot-2025-05-25-190810.png 348w, https:\/\/kayspage.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Screenshot-2025-05-25-190810-200x300.png 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 348px) 100vw, 348px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">My Favorite Lyric Visual Assignment<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was my first real solo trip, a trip that was turning my insides upside down due to the fact I had never flown alone before. 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