A year and some months ago I went to Paris for a week. As Mr. Dickens himself would say, “it was the best of times, it was the worst of times”. I have really mixed feelings towards that holiday, which might be the reason why I never even uploaded photos from it. I did write about some literary places we visited and my experience at Ladurée, but that’s all. Last weekend I watched Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris and the beautiful shots of the city reminded me how much I love it and made me want to go back really really badly. As usual all these photos can be seen bigger on flickr.
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Even public toilets are beautiful in Paris
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