Paris

For obvious reasons I didn't go back to La Réunion during the holidays. Instead I went to Paris.Of course I couldn't enjoy the summer-like christmas, the litchis and mangoes, the flame trees and the shinning sun which always makes me feel at home.But I was in Paris and somehow I can't forget it.

I know I wouldn't like to live in this very busy city where everybody looks sad and where you can easily become a pickpocket paranoid. But behind it's dangerosity and morosity, Paris hides something magical. I don't know whether it's the historical monuments, the culture or even the food ... all I know is there is something unique about this city :

There is always something to do, there is always something to see.You go there for the hundredth time and think you've seen everything but eventually you realise you were wrong. and that's what I love about Paris. You expect it to be the same but it's not. It's a huge city which changes everyday, a city with millions of streets and billions of things to do. A city you can see in many different ways

So in the end it doesn't really matter if you've been there many times before because Paris will always come up with something new for you.