Ever since I was a baby, I have travelled with my family. At first it was just me and my older brother, my mom would travel all the way from Chile to India , holding my brother with one hand and carrying me with the other. We’ve been on relaxing trips to the Caribbean and Italy, to adventurous ones in China and Malasya. It has always been fun but chaotic at the same time, we are no strangers to missing flights, losing bagagge and even getting deported from India.
For my March break this year my family including my grandma and uncle, came to visit me. My older brother was the only one missing though but we were still a big group of 7. Let’s just say travelling with 6 other people ranging from ages 10 to 70 was a bit of a challenge.
The city of love and the epitome of fashion. The city that every hopeless romantic dreams about visiting with their better half and be proposed at the Eiffel tower. Unfortunately I have nothing new to say about it, no new perspective or useful tourist information other than what tons of other people have already written about. So for this post , I’m just expressing my feelings towards this city.
The first time I visited Paris was in 2006, and I remember not being impressed and for this second time, I just didn’t fall in love with it.
Don’t get me wrong, Paris is beautiful, the monuments, the streets, the impressive Louvre and more. It’s not like I didn’t enjoy my days in Paris, I was super happy to find a Forever 21 store and do some damage, walk around streets sorrounded by little coffee shops and couture shops and just spend some quality time with my family. And at night I couldn’t help but hope that the car from “Midnight in Paris” would pick me up and take me back to the “belle epoque”.
I went to all the tourist places with my family, took cliché pictures of them and ate crêpes. I guess my issue with Paris was, that I didn’t discover anything new, and that’s entirely my fault. So for that reason I would love to give Paris one more try, to explore and find out the things that are out of the “typical” tourist paths.
The tower, there was a pollution problem over the weekend and the skies looked gray…
Champs Elysees and Arc de Triomphe