From architecture to the simple sunlight, Paris means a lot to all of us, doesn't it?
Every opportunity I had, Paris was mine.
Walking down the streets, writing my journal in a cafe or falling a sleep in a garden chair, I think I've done it all.
Here's a few fragments of my last and short visit to Paris, the city where the ladies ride the bike in style.
|It's always an enigma crossing these halls, though we all know on the other side there's a nice garden with a cosy entrance to a gorgeous building|
|This one here takes us to a nice hotel at the rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré|
|Small shops | Big impact|
|Flowers to welcome yourself in your own home, why not?|
|Waiting for my monsieur, croque-monsieur|
|The last, but not the least|