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Monday, 26 August 2013

Things that caught my attention while being in Paris...

Many people have asked me how was Paris?
The best answer that came into my mind was: it's definitely a destination worth visiting.

Paris is, before anything else, a cultural experience. If I were to give an advice to someone who intends to go on a similar journey, my first advice would be don't leave without doing your homework. It's essential to know at least a few details about every main attraction Paris has to offer, because you will appreciate it and observe it differently once you will be in front of it.

Beside the cultural part of Paris, let me talk to you about a few other things that caught my attention while being in Paris:
1. the transport infrastructure. In Paris you can travel by metro, by train, by auto bus, by boat, by car, by bike, etc. The possibilities are endless, you only have to choose the one that better suits you.
2. the architecture of buildings. The buildings in Paris look sumptuous. They are full of sculptures and other architectural details that simply overwhelm you.
3. the number of tourists. Almost every symbol we have visited had a huge line.
4. the prices. I'm sure you already knew that, but everything in Paris is expensive. You cannot buy a simple sandwich with less than 5 euros. Macaroons were around 1 euro each and so were the simple croissants. These are prices from the supermarket.

5. the French people we've met knew English, at least basic, and were very helpful.
6. the bad smell. Paris has a good network of public toilets. Nonetheless, I was stunned by how many times I felt the smell of urine, while walking.
7. the number of beggars. I'm not ashamed to admit, but I saw a great number of Romanian gipsy beggars on the street of Paris. It's their choice and they don't do me honor as conationals. All I can say is that they are a minority and they aren't representative of what Romania really is. Every forest has its dryness.
In Paris we also saw French beggars, with a chair in the middle of the sidewalk, quietly reading a book and having a hood in front for money to be provided.
It seems that begging it's like a job in Paris, opened for everyone who feels able to practice it.

I hope I haven't bored you with these Paris posts because I still have interesting things to tell you. For example, the next post will be about how I met and fell in love with dear Ana from anasfashionworld, the girl who triggered the Inspired by Zadin project.

T-shirt :: via miniPrix | Jeans :: Pimkie | Sneakers :: Cropp Town | Bag :: Reserved