Paris wasn’t love at first sight for us, but neither could we understand why so many people claim Parisians are rude. Our first few visits were perfectly pleasant but we didn’t feel connected to the City of Lights.
It wasn’t until we returned without an agenda that we started to fall for Paris – no museums to visit, lines to stand in, or sights we absolutely had to see. We whiled away hours, people watching at a café, perused the markets, and strolled through local neighbourhoods, without another tourist in sight.
While we love Paris’ great museums, the incredible food scene, and the iconic landmarks recognised around the world, we fell in love with Paris’ quiet side – the side you don’t see in the guidebooks.
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How do you fall in love when so many others are vying for your love’s attention?
Paris, France – It’s the city of lights, of poetry, of romance. It’s a city people fantasise about visiting and romantics fall in love with instantly. For me however, Paris wasn’t love at first sight. This is the story of my late blooming love affair with Paris.
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