saturday, mar 7, 2015
Paris is so beautiful and amazing, but not in the way where you’d think you’d be hit with its splendor right when you get there. It’s not impressive like Rome or even clean & pristine like London. When we were there during January, it was either cloudy or drizzling. But I think the melancholy only served as a backdrop for my gradual love for Paris. It’s a city that is so unassuming in its beauty, that it quietly dawns on you as you’re walking along the Seine.
I was in Paris for five days, and every day I fell more and more in love with the city. & now I spend every night in the states dreaming of Paris.