Paris. Do I really need to say anything more?
My feet were not on the ground today; I spent part of the afternoon walking at rooftop level, admiring the view. It was almost sunny, very cold, and pretty near perfect.
And then, there it is; the iconic tower. That tower simply cannot take a bad picture!
I think the traces of jet airplanes makes the sky more interesting. I must admit, I can’t help comparing France with Italy. In Italy, the blue skies are usually filled with the most interesting cumulus clouds. I never tire of that sky. France is different. The clouds are more diffused.
It becomes an addiction, trying to capture the tower in a photograph:
So, finally, I must turn away. Other parts of the Parisian skyline are beautiful too:
And, even looking down, from the fancy perch I was on, is also interesting:
The perch itself is gorgeous!
Far away is the mighty Sacré-Cœur; the misty atmosphere hiding its outlines.
And the Paris Opera house is nearby. So interesting to see it from on high and not ground level. A temple (to the arts) in the sky.
But then, like a magnet, my vision is drawn back to it:
I look away:
But go back:
You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you.