Paris...it seems so cliche, doesn't it?
But it's not, because cliches are overused and exaggerated, and usually cliche situations or places don't turn out as sweet as they sound.
Paris was everything people say and 10 times more.
I went there dragging my feet a bit, wishing I was going to Budapest or Amsterdam...anywhere with more substance than a fairy tale's happy ending with fluffy dogs and croissants. It's okay, I told myself. I'll always be able to say I saw the Eiffel Tower.
Then I arrived. The city is the most romantic place, extremely poetic and so so beautiful with the nature, the people and the architecture. First thing we did was take a boat cruise, which I really didn't appreciate as much as I could have because I didn't figure out until halfway through it that I could listen in English if I pressed a certain button. Then we waited in line for the Eiffel Tower.
I've been up the Hancock Building
the Space Needle.
the Sears Tower.
Hell, let's throw the top of the Hyatt in Kansas City in, too.
I've never understood what's so great about soaring thousands of feet in the air to look down at the tops of build
ings and gridlocked streets. Until Paris.
I could have spent all night up there, and the next. I could have spent my entire weekend in Paris at the top of the Eiffel Tower and not have been disappointed at all. I would have told myself I could do it all the next trip: Montmatre would still be a hike, the graves would still be there in Pere Lachaise cemetery, and Paris nightlife would always be strong enough to forget the following morning. The sunset beyond the city seemed to be painted by the artists below it.
More on my Paris adventure when I'm more awake...
2 comments:
I bet I know something that could have made your Paris trip even better. Too bad I was stuck over here :-(
i loved loved loved living in paris. better than florence. there is just so much to do there, such sweet scenery wherever you look, and tons of history and culture and delicious food and oh... paris.
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