The Night I Fell in Love with Paris│After living in China for half a decade, I have to admit – my appreciation for “the little things” has increase tenfold. I no longer take blue skies, clean streets and good smells for granted. During our first few days in Paris, those are some of the things that really stood out to us. The skies, the streets and darn it…. foods (and people) smelled sooooo good! I was enjoying being in Paris, but I didn’t quite see the massive hype that comes with being in Paris. I hadn’t seen much of the “romance” that I ‘d heard about. Around the biggest tourist attractions there were people trying to sell tacky souvenirs, there were rows of monotonous stores, selling the exact same junk. I guess, without knowing it then, this would be the first indicator that along our two month journey, we really wouldn’t like the biggest sights in the biggest cities. We are those people that like the small sides streets, the quiet town little towns, and as little souvenirs as possible.
We started this particular day on the L’Open Bus Tour, followed by a walk around the Louvre, through the Jardin des Tuileries, passed the Ponte de la Concorde, along the Champs-Élysées, and then up the Arc de Triomphe. Next up we checked out Place Du Trocadero and then, finally, the Eiffel Tower. We took one of the last tour buses back to our starting point for the day, and from there we started walking in the direction of our hotel. I can’t remember exactly what happened next… perhaps we were simply enjoying walking around, but we seemed to get lost.
What followed was like a dream to me. It felt like I had stepped into a scene from a movie. There were barely any people out and hardly any cars at all in some of the back streets. Compared to the day, it seemed unnaturally quiet… like everyone had left Paris and it was only us walking around. As we walked, the sun began to set and slowly we crept into dusk. The sky went from orange and red to the most incredible shades of pink and purple. The colors up above reflected onto the buildings, casting the most exquisite golden glow. I could barely contain myself as we turned one corner, then another, and the streets became more and more beautiful.
There is no way to describe it other than it felt like I was dreaming. I had never seen buildings look so incredibly breathtaking. I am a nature-girl. I love the outdoors, mountains, valleys, waterfalls and canyons. But on that evening, surrounded by buildings, I was in complete awe!
Of course, the pictures could never do that evening justice, and I know that I don’t have enough words to explain how I felt, or what I saw, but nevertheless, here are some photos from “The Night I Fell in Love with Paris”.