I speak to you no longer from Amboise! I'm writing from Paris, more precisely from my hotel in Le Marais (it's a cool neighbourhood with lots of cafés, bistros, boutiques and the Place de Vosges and the Maison Victor Hugo). We got here on Saturday and, though a bit cold, it has been great.
I absolutely love it here. The food is pretty expensive and it's very easy to find a very disappointing restaurant, but the charm... Oh, the charm! I keep looking at the buildings and at the sky, imagening myself in a movie -then quickly looking down to make sure I won't step on dog poop.
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| Pont Neuf
Lovers write their names on a locker and the date when they were in Paris and lock it on the fence. The idea is that even if the relationship ends, there'll always be a proof that it once existed, and, because of that, will always exist in some sort of way. Isn't it incredibly romantic? Oh, that's right, it's Paris!
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| Hotel de Ville |
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