My first solo trip to Paris was in 1998, when the city was hosting the World Cup. It was bustling with enthusiastic football fans and travelers from all over the world. Twenty-seven years later, in 2025, I revisited Paris with my beloved wife. For this trip, we specifically arranged a Notre Dame Island tour and tickets to Sainte-Chapelle. Our guide, dressed in a striking red suit, was witty and humorous. We strolled leisurely on Île de la Cité, which was incredibly romantic and relaxing. The melodious bells of Notre Dame were comforting, and the vibrant, sparkling stained-glass windows of Sainte-Chapelle truly lived up to their reputation, leaving us with unforgettable memories and a desire to linger.