From the hill of Montmatre to the mighty tower of Montparnasse, colourful rooftops like a patchwork quilt cover the city. Beneath the quilt lies its grand bustling boulevards, carefully kept gardens and of course, just peeking out from under the quilt, the magnificent tower. Many days have i spent walking along the banks of the Seine, watching the buildings glisten in the rivers wonderful reflection. Hopping on the metro, alighting at an unknown stop, but just knowing there will be another amazing sight to discover. Paris is like a novel, a classic novel, everytime you read it you uncover new secrets and it never gets boring. For me, it could be considered a love story, still managing to take my breath away with its sheer beauty. Still exciting me and giving me butterflies when stepping off the plane. Paris, je t'aime.
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Miscellaneous / Travel
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