10 745 Kilometres From Home.

The Sacré-Cœur Basilica was absolutely beautiful; and Montmartre itself was such a charming little town. From the usual souvenir shops luring tourists in, (somehow, I ♥ Paris t-shirt and hoodies scream tacky; as compared to the I ♥ NY series) to the hotdog and crepes stands always, smelling so good; what I loved about Montmartre are the beautiful restaurants you see all over this tourist trap; and the throngs of artists that could be found here, drawing, sketching, painting; and offering to do a sketch for you, for a couple of Euros; Of course, how can I forget to mention the iconic Moulin Rouge; and I can't help but think of the particular Cancan/Lady Marmalade scene in the movie when I saw it!

The or rather, Les Invalides, was absolutely stunning. The architecture was so beautiful; but what I liked about this place, was the history behind it. Napoleon's Tomb was insanely huge; one had to marvel at the thought; of Napoleon's body; buried in the centre of coffin, encased by five or six other coffins; very much like the  idea of the Russian nesting dolls. The impressive dome at Napoleon's Tomb; and the stained glass found here were just as equally stunning!

The Eiffel Tower was as incredible as I imagined it to be, if not more. Instead of taking the Metro, we walked to the Eiffel Tower from the Invalides; and as the Eiffel Tower materialized; you can't help but look at it in wonder. The very icon of Paris, of France; this was definitely a dream come true. I must have snapped a hundred shots of the Eiffel Tower alone; and it was still not enough. It was absolutely amazing. The long wait, the cold; it was absolutely worth it. And when the Eiffel Tower lit up on the hour; it feels just like Christmas; and you can't wipe off that dorky smile off my face, however you try! Would I go back to the Eiffel Tower again; the next time I visit? You bet I will; there's nothing that can be compared to this. Not standing at Mt. Fuji, not being at the top of the Empire State Building.