In May of 2013 I spent 9 days in Paris with my mom. The mandate of the trip was to go where we wanted, eat what we wanted, all when we wanted it. Schedule's for the day were made over breakfast around the corner from the apartment we rented. We would normally have an idea of where the day would lead us and always meet up for dinner at the end of it.

I packed 3 cameras with me, knowing different bodies are better for different things, but not sure which things I would focus on the most. I spent weeks planning this trip in terms of what I wanted to capture, yet 9 days is just not enough to know exactly what's in store with a city like Paris.  My back ached and feet bled at times. Battle wounds. 

Of the many frames I came home with, these are some personal favourites.