Along with the Notre Dame and Sacre Couer is a desolate, yet welcoming park bench in a rose garden perfect for enjoying a novel. Or quaint French cafe to sip espresso and taste delicate pastries. Noticing the big intertwined with the small is what makes a city beautiful. Admiring the well thought out, dreamy fashion boutiques. Or just the people within the city. To untangle the crowd of a city into straight lines of beauty. Seeing the historical sites. Appreciating the art of each time period. Whether you prefer it or not. From the art inside the Louvre. Or in the park outside. Or even the Louvre itself. Slight rain turns to thunder. The sun vanishes yet the city’s light is almost better seen. Everywhere you turn is another huge monument built many years in the past. Sight of the massive Arc de Triomphe, busy Champ Elysees and distinguished Eiffel Tower from my balcony. A true gift.
Experiencing Bastille Day. Watching the parade. Streets lined with artillery. Uniformed military representing their country. Some say a symbol of the modern nation. Flights overhead of numerous jets, planes and helicopters, different sizes and formations. Red, white and blue. It made up for missing the fourth in the USA. Fireworks!
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