Thursday, October 12, 2006
Fly Me To The Moon, Part Four: Paris
I was wild about Paris.
The morning we arrived, bleary eyed from traveling overnight from Venice, we rode in a cab through the still quiet streets of the city to our hotel. At one point Gym nudged me and pointed out the window. There, oh so tiny, peeking through a gap in the skyline, was the top of the Eiffel tower. I cried.
Paris is a city I plan to go to again and again. It was different in some ways than I expected (Bigger! More modern!) but still somehow exactly as I'd hoped it would be.
Certain places can make your heart pound in a way that feels just like love. This was one of those places for me.
Posted by Lindsey at 4:53 PM