Ah, Paris. The city of light, of love, of a million other adjectives that I could list, but everyone else has already said them before about one hundred times before. That doesn't mean they're passé in any way, though. They still apply, opening windows of insight for some and allowing for greater depth and exploration for others. That's the best thing about a big city, I think: it's unique with every visit, to every person, and it's constantly evolving. It's simply not possible to uncover a city's every secret, and that's what's beautiful/wonderful/intimidating/overwhelming about it in the best way.
This trip to Paris was filled with a surprise visit from the seester (yes, you need the two Es to convey the excitement), lots of good food, a lot of walking, and a lot of shopping. We saw pretty much all of the major sights, went up the Eiffel Tower, and well below the city into its belly: the catacombs. A little morbid, yes, but seriously awesome (especially if you've seen Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame). We went to Shakespeare & Co. (where awesome people like Ernest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein, and F. Scott Fitzgerald famously spent a good amount of time) and the Abbey Bookshop, a favorite of mine since I visited in high school.
In short, an excellent few days. I should apologize for the morbid and (slightly) creepy photos from the catacombs, but really, it was just too awesome.
