I caught the early train from Brussels so I was in Paris around 10 AM already. It was a rainy gray Monday morning and I felt like I was the only person in the city. Usually, it’s packed with tourists, but this time its streets were almost empty. I had a feeling like I traveled to some different time when it was only the city of Parisians and a few travelers.
This visit was dedicated to Life and fun, mostly It was also dedicated to its former famous citizens like Monet, Renoir, Cezanne and Coco Chanel.
However, once again I realized that traveling solo is not bad at all. And that French are some of the nicest people out there.