« "Finally, I've reached the point of describing my trip to the City of Love. All in all, this journey was truly a rollercoaster of emotions that brought me a plethora of insights, and that's exactly where I want to start my story.
The concepts of "my" and "not my" city had always been somwhere in the back of my mind. Only in Paris I fully grasped and sensed what it really meant. A deeper understanding of the phrase "In a loved one, you even love the flaws, and in the unloved, even virtues can be irritating" also dawned on me there. There's a slew of unpleasant reviews about Paris out there, but despite all that, I am utterly charmed by this city. I'm no naive nitwit, and our hostel was situated in a not-so-glamorous neighborhood, so I got to witness the underbelly of Paris, its non-touristy side. Densely populated with people of African and Arab descent, it's a high-risk area for muggings, everything is expensive, and the metro map takes some time getting used to. Quite a challenge indeed!
Yet, I didn't feel scared, uncomfortable or uneasy, and that's precisely why I say it's "my" city. When you're in your city, you should feel good and at ease. I could stroll down its streets for eternity, evenings spent gazing at the twinkling tower and dining at a cafe near Trocadero (more about it later). Things that others see as the city's flaws don't bother me in the slightest. Losing my way around the city is not my concern, I simply soak in the atmosphere and relish every moment. Even now, my vivid dreams and memories of Paris never fail to give me a sense of joy. That’s what I refer to as "my" city. Everyone has their own. I, for one, have a couple. It’s amazing to discover such places where you feel at home. Though I left, a piece of my heart is still there, and I hope to return. Written for." »
One of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen 🌅 was in Paris. It’s unique and never repeated in different spots around the city. I've already left, but a part of me still lingers there, on the streets of Paris. This is a place that's impossible to forget. "Paris is a party you always carry with you" - Hemingway knew what he was writing about 😊.
What are your favorite sunsets? Share your thoughts! »
In the 20th century, the simple culinary gem, Martha Allard, decided to move from her native Burgundy to Paris. A young woman, carefully preserving all the recipes of her family, probably couldn’t imagine that her kitchen would attract the likes of Charlie Chaplin, Claudia Cardinale, Maya Plisetskaya, Quentin Tarantino, and many others… Over 80 years later, it remains one of the most sought-after and authentic spots in the city. In the kitchen, only women are working, all trained under the remarkable Alen Ducasse. »
After a quick three hours of sleep, I headed to the airport in the dark... in the morning, the Paris metro feels as dim as the sky outside, but as dawn breaks, more and more people board the trains. I'm on an express bus to Beauvais Airport, which is about 70 km from Paris. You can buy tickets on the spot or in advance on the website. This trip costs €16, the same as my plane ticket. The journey takes about 1.5 hours, similar to the flight itself.
Now, Paris… if you're after that romantic vibe of love, wander through the less touristy streets, especially in the rain. The colors of the streetlights reflecting off the wet pavement, the warmth behind café windows - it all adds to the atmosphere, with people huddled under umbrellas. It's all about loving yourself or whoever is holding your umbrella today.
You must get a fresh baguette in the morning, ideally from a bakery, and it should be warm! What to do with it afterward? Devour it or feed the ducks by the Seine. Paris, and all of France, is definitely a place I'll return to. I imagine spending a couple of weeks here in spring or summer, renting a car to explore various towns, cozying up in charming French cottages, and spending a week in Paris is definitely on my agenda. »
The concepts of "my" and "not my" city had always been somwhere in the back of my mind. Only in Paris I fully grasped and sensed what it really meant. A deeper understanding of the phrase "In a loved one, you even love the flaws, and in the unloved, even virtues can be irritating" also dawned on me there. There's a slew of unpleasant reviews about Paris out there, but despite all that, I am utterly charmed by this city. I'm no naive nitwit, and our hostel was situated in a not-so-glamorous neighborhood, so I got to witness the underbelly of Paris, its non-touristy side. Densely populated with people of African and Arab descent, it's a high-risk area for muggings, everything is expensive, and the metro map takes some time getting used to. Quite a challenge indeed!
Yet, I didn't feel scared, uncomfortable or uneasy, and that's precisely why I say it's "my" city. When you're in your city, you should feel good and at ease. I could stroll down its streets for eternity, evenings spent gazing at the twinkling tower and dining at a cafe near Trocadero (more about it later). Things that others see as the city's flaws don't bother me in the slightest. Losing my way around the city is not my concern, I simply soak in the atmosphere and relish every moment. Even now, my vivid dreams and memories of Paris never fail to give me a sense of joy. That’s what I refer to as "my" city. Everyone has their own. I, for one, have a couple. It’s amazing to discover such places where you feel at home. Though I left, a piece of my heart is still there, and I hope to return. Written for." »