{"id":51,"date":"2014-11-07T04:11:00","date_gmt":"2014-11-07T04:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.diningtraveler.com\/2014\/11\/healing-power-of-travel-weekend-in-paris.html"},"modified":"2015-04-03T19:30:01","modified_gmt":"2015-04-03T19:30:01","slug":"HealingPowerofTavelParis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diningtraveler.com\/2014\/11\/HealingPowerofTavelParis.html","title":{"rendered":"Healing Power of Travel: Weekend in Paris"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A few weeks ago, I posted a picture on Instagram and my good friend (and spiritual adviser) Nina commented: \u201cone day you should write about the healing powers of Paris\u201d. She was referring to an encounter we had in Paris in 2008. Nina was my first friend in college. She is almost six feet tall, blond, and bohemian. I am short, brown, and military. On paper we are so different but we bonded over our similarities: our hometown of Rochester, NY, Puerto Rican roots, and most importantly, our passion for writing. After graduation, we traveled different paths. I ended up being stationed in Japan and Nina spent time during graduate school in South Africa. Despite different routes, one thing never changes: when we see each other we depart with a renewed sense of calm and optimism.<\/o:p><\/div>\n