PARIS: à aimer, à détester

Paris, like every other metropolis in the world, has her charms and her faults. Live here long enough and her celebrated beauty begins to fade; her romantic veneer starts to chip off, sometimes in layers. If you’re lucky, you will see beyond her flaws and still find yourself smitten — even after three or ten or twenty years.

So far, your Foreign Parts correspondent has been lucky; after three years, I still love it here, but that doesn’t mean I’m wearing rose-tinted glasses. I can complain with the most Parisian of Parisians — les parisiens de souche — and I don’t feel the least bit guilty because nobody can grouse like they can. It’s one of their many charms.

Now, about my list: a wholly subjective compendium of things to love and things to hate about Paris. Eventually, I’ll add other residents’ thoughts, but for now the list is all mine.

Comments

[Frédérique aka Emily plasticienne]

Salut Julie et j'espère qu'on se verra bientôt ! Belle initiative ton blog, je compte y poster des notes de temps en temps, en tant que "parisienne". Moi aussi, j'ai un blog que je t'invite à visiter :
www.emilyplasticienne.hautetfort.com