Paris....
the city of lights, the city of love
I have visited Paris quite a few times, and this time sealed the deal for my relationship with it.
It truly is an amazing city with grandeur, history, beauty and love...
but I can't get myself to ever want to be there again once I have visited. I know you are asking why, but it is just my feeling of forever being a stranger. And I know "stranger"...I have lived in and visited many countries in this world, and I always feel like a stranger, a visitor...or better yet, someone that does not belong in Paris.
The Louvre is wonderful and stimulating for the eye and hearty discussion ensued after my children visited for the first time. My daughter was not sure she was comfortable calling naked bodies art, and she voiced her dislikes like a true critic! Both of our children surprised my husband and I when they truly enjoyed searching the map and finding the path to our next statue or painting that one of us wanted to see. We ended up wandering amongst all the amazing (and not so amazing) halls for about 3 hours! This was much more than I expected and pleased me to no end to give our children this opportunity.
The Eiffel Tower was another highlight. Luckily the lines were bearable in the morning when we went and the view from the top is always spectacular.
The Arc de Triomphe had a special event that involved what looked like military and dignitaries involved, so we only passed and admired the Arc while continuing our walk down the Champs de Elysee.
The stores had their eye candy concept cars,
brand names and fancy clothes, but we found the restaurant where my children tried escargot! My son liked it and my daughter, who never eats fish, actually took up the courage to try it. She declared it was alright with a little jump in her seat to help it go down her throat...precious moment for my husband and I!
The beautiful buildings, lovely streets to walk, the Tuileries to stroll and have lunch...it all really makes for a romantic, lovely city to visit.
But for me, I just feel like a stranger in the crowd...in the throng of many other strangers...
I can not complain too much though...because I always seem to go back!