Paris, Paris, Paris…..
I was lucky enough to have my brother Erasmus in this beautiful city and so between one visit and another I found Paris in his deepest soul , in its charm more changeable.
At the first visit, so stuns is beautiful and impressive, distance from monument to monument almost breathless. Then you go back and surely you were promised myself to see this or that and then frantic allocation to the conquest of the city . Then at some point slow down, you really look around in every way, angle, building, coffee. And start to live. It really is like to love something a little even your.
E che dire dei balconi fra i tetti di Parigi? Here, too, falling in love is gradual…at the beginning you are struck by the “Grandeur” e sogni una terrazza con vista spettacolare. E poi? And then what happens is that you walk around the city with the nose up and you find yourself admiring the small spaces, quelli con quel gusto un po’ retrò che fa tanto parigino. E ti senti a casa anche se non lo sei perchè Parigi ti entra davvero nell’anima. And each departure can only be au revoir!
(Bellafayegarden, This isn’t happiness, Desde My Ventana, Marie claire maison, Heartbeatoz, Pinterest)