Sunday Thoughts on My First Trip To Paris on a Sunday, a Long Time Ago

Its Sunday and I am making my plans for another visit to Paris and France in November and my thoughts turn back to the fist visit to Paris, a visit that changed my life forever.
Hundreds of people I am sure have had the same experience and here is what I remember on that Fall Paris day ( written for the movie, "Paris je T'Aime" and perfectly captures my feelings on my first arrival day)  - sitting on a bench overlooking the Seine.
'Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten or something I've been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive. That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me. '
What do you, my readers, remember from your first trip to Paris and France?
~ H. E. Lewis