Paris is a beautiful enigma! from every structure its stories whisper to those that tread its paths.
There is always something incredibly beautiful and new from mixing and meshing – be it of time, flavor or culture.
At the Stanislas square with its cobbled ground, grand buildings, silent beauty and a twinkling Christmas tree it seemed that the centuries were celebrating in the rainy square.
The visit to Provins – a little snapshot of history – was a window to the chimerical nature of time. Eras and ages exist together, and we often forget that.