Paris is always a good idea.

When i was in Melbourne, i remember watching Audrey Hepburn’s movies over and over again especially Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Sabrina, Roman Holiday, Charade as i curled in my bed with the entire pizza to myself. When i think of Audrey, i would somehow think of Paris – the Seine, her timeless beauty and elegance; just like the city. I had always wanted to go to Paris, i would imagine sitting at one of their beautiful cafés overlooking La tour Eiffel , relishing their fresh baguette et fromage with un bon chocolat chaud and just basking in the warmth of European sunshine. Surely, in a beautiful classic black dress, with red lipstick and hair all bunned up.


Going to Paris, i thought, would be a dream come true. I had the picture of the Eiffel on my screensaver for the longest time and i had once thought, it was a distant dream and there was certainly no way it could happen anytime soon.  So when i had found myself standing in front of the majestic grandeur, the gorgeous lady itself, i had told mom to pinch me. Pinch me hard. She did. I knew then that that was not a dream — i was there. I thought the city would disappoint me, but it did not. Everywhere i go, every street i had gone to, there she was, manifesting her charm from behind those beguiling Parisian buildings that i had grown to love.

IMG_5169.jpgIMG_5137.jpgIMG_5333.jpgIMG_5430.jpgIMG_5376.jpgIMG_5352.jpgIMG_5332.jpgIMG_5467.jpgIt’s true, it is even as beautiful at night as it is during the day, it is beautiful when it is raining or when it is freezing cold. The city is absurdly photogenic. Alas, i had gone during winter and i only had two days. So there was no time for me to get to know the city. I wanted to wander and going on unplanned routes.  I wanted to go to every street and every café the city has to offer and for that, i am always a bit upset about that. Nevertheless, i have never felt so grateful for such magnificent opportunity to stand before this beauty. I can’t wait to be back again.


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