The French children, I find to be very expressive. They are full of a curiosity and display it openly. Here is a curious little girl gazing at the countryside after a game of cards she played with 4 other friends on their excursion to Paris.
When I arrived in Paris I realized there was a quaint ambiance to the city — similar to Montpellier though more hurried in its energy. It was clear that Paris is indeed the center for art expression, fashion and beauty. It seemed as if the young and old, men and women were dressed in the latest fashions. Though busy on their way somewhere or socializing with friends, they were friendly and offered help at any time I needed it.
Finding my way through the subways was a challenge. However, when your next destination is the Eiffel tower, it is time to move! As I walked toward this amazing and epic tower, it astounded me when I saw the feat of engineering it took to create it. When comparing it to old photographs from 1900, it is stalwart in design and has hardly even aged except for the modern landscape that surrounds it. Even though I have seen photographs of the Eiffel Tower hundreds of times, it was a breathtaking sight to see in person!
Nearby, boat trips down the Seine are numerous and it seemed as if a great way to see more of Paris. The number of bridges, boats and activity along the bank of the Seine was a sight I hadn’t expected. As you can see in these photographs, many young people, lounge along it’s banks talking in relaxed conversation while passing the time away.
I walked along the Seine enjoying the boats, bridges and people.
Here is another picturesque scene.
The next day, walking along the streets, I found this very blue door and a few other shots that caught my eye.
It was soon time to return to Montpellier and catch the fast train back. I decideed to stop a while to take one last look at the Seine, the people and the art. They served one great cup of coffee, I chatted, a bird flew onto my table and I was warmed by the sun. People strolling along the streets with art and artists everywhere. I will drink coffee and dream of standing on the Pont Des Art.
Thank you for strolling with me through the streets of Paris. I hope you’ll join me on Facebook where I will be posting more of my wanderings.