In 1988, I was a 15 year old American exploring the streets of Paris with a group of students. I had my camera and the worst accent imaginable. I also had the time of my life. Watching my history books come alive in front of me in this incredibly vibrant city made my heart sing. Now, many years later, as I plan my upcoming visit in Paris, I'm taking a break from the guide books and packing to look through my Paris scrapbook and relive the joy of my first trip.