In many respects I was in another world when the horrific events rocked Paris. I was traveling in Cuba, disconnected from the Internet and with no easy means of communication with the rest of the world. That bubble was pierced when I overheard people talking about Paris with grave expressions on their faces. I tuned into the BBC and learned the nightmarish details. I was heartsick. I was worried about friends, a city, and a way of life that I love. People have asked if I feel reluctant about going back to Paris. My answer is absolutely not. And when I return, I will resume my routine of exploring markets, frequenting cafés and restaurants, and strolling through public spaces.