Finding ways to share Paris with anyone who is coming to Paris or already visited Paris
is what I like to do. I feel very lucky to be here; it took a long time.
Due to my circumstances of opportunity (i.e. work, travel, life happenings) sharing my
good fortune evolved into Colleen's Paris.
My mother, Marge, remembers that we were in the Louvre when I made the statement that
I would return to Paris.
My paternal grandmother, Norma, always hoped that I would speak French (and play the harp).
My cousin, Cindy, wrote a letter from Paris when she was on a school trip decades ago.
She wore a spaghetti strap dress -- I knew then, that I had to get there anyway possible.
After living in Germany during one chapter of my life, I decided to return to Europe.
Mingled with that wish and university degrees in theater, journalism and photography, meeting Erik,
I traveled, lived in Ireland, moved to Sweden, free-lanced, learned Swedish, and decided to obtain a European passport. Voilą!
Working full time as a flight attendant based in Chicago since 1990,
with two weeks straight flying back and forth across the Atlantic just about
every 24 hours, left at least 10 days home in Paris to work full time building
my website, photographing and interviewing and researching.
Monthly editions of the Colleen's Paris began in 2002 while contemplating life recovering
a couple of surgeries. I had already lived here for ten years and toyed around with
web ideas about Paris. Romantic walks, for example, seemed like a good idea. However,
someone else formulated that idea ahead of me; it was back to the drawing board.
Life existed between Chicago and Paris.
Through all of this Erik my dear and patient number one.
Since retiring from American Airlines December 31, 2009, I can concentrate on Colleen's Paris.
Enjoy Colleen's Paris as much as I enjoy being here! Colleen