Between Berlin and Tangier, I had a one-day layover in
Paris. In the past, I’ve had kinda mixed feelings about this city. My first time I found the general population cold and distant, while the air was filled with a
false promise of romance.
The second time was near the end of my 9-month euro-trip and
I met up with my mom for the week. Seeing the city through her eyes showed me a
place filled with beauty and sweet nostalgia- much better than the previous
visit.
This time, in just 20 hours, I experienced what can only be
described in the most cliché sense as the “magic” of the city. I walked along
the Seine, had a coffee in a sidewalk café where I successfully flirted with
the waiter in French (a sure sign your skills are improving), walked a little
more in the light rain, devoured a giant crepe with nutella (had to), browsed
for an hour in Shakespeare & Co, and had a lovely glass of wine with an old
friend. It seriously couldn’t get any better.
In conclusion: Paris is what you make it.
It completely depends on your mindset when you arrive, and with only a tiny chunk of time, I was determined to
make it perfection.
Damn, Paris, did you make me a romantic?
Damn, Paris, did you make me a romantic?
These photos of Paris are absolutely gorgeous. Thank you for making the most of a single day in Paris.
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure :)
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