Whenever I feel down or worried, I turn to photographing things that I find beautiful. I’ve been living in Paris for the last 5 years and I will never get tired of seeing the Eiffel Tower in all its glory.
I found myself going out last Saturday night to check out the Nuit Blanche this year. Nuit Blanche (or white night in english translation) means a night without sleep. A once a year arts festival, some museums, exhibits, and art galleries are open, free of charge.
The Place Hotel de Ville was crowded. I actually saw a lot of teenagers dancing, playing music and hanging with their friends. The atmosphere was too much for me. I’m getting old.
We went to a bar somewhere in the Marais. This is more like it – sitting with a cold drink, speaking with my friend, nice music interesting people.
And to end the night, we waited for the promised fireworks, but what we saw looked schlocky, but we cannot complain, the view was still beautiful.