I arrived in Paris on a rainy night with my friend. For the rest of our trip, the sun shone all day long. Locals told us how lucky we were. As students, we wandered through the city’s museums and theaters, enjoying timeless classics for just a few euros. In the streets and alleys, we slowed down to observe the Parisians, who were performing or creating art wholeheartedly, as if wherever they stood could be their stage, or were just simply existing, like works of art themselves.