Saturday, September 3, 2011

they call it the city of love..

I was in paris for 5 days before arriving in Nantes, where I'll be living for the next 4 months. A wise friend of mine once told me, "Remember Alex, Paris love isn't real love." This quote definitely made me laugh, but it must also hold some merit.
How can all of these couples actually be so happy? I am aware that every relationship has it's ups and downs. But, from what I saw during my wanderings of Paris, there was a lot of romance. Now I am not sure if my friend is right, but the city does have a romantic allure to it.
Wouldn't anyone be swayed if someone were to tell them "you're beautiful" while standing on the Eiffel Tower, or sipping espresso at a cute bistro on the corner?
On another note, I find that no matter where I was, there were complete euro-babes.. everywhere. Maybe it was the allure of the city, but I swear, the French are generally far better looking than most other people I've seen. This is probably true for most Europeans, as the Italian and Spanish are gorgeous as well. Is it wrong to say I believe in first sight after spending some time in Paris? Though not to say there was anyone specific.. I'm not picky when it comes to a tall, dark and handsome European.
Maybe Romeo and Juliet weren't crazy after all.
Point I'm trying to make is that the french just seem much more happy and in love than most Canadians and Americans I've met. They seem to "speak the language of love" and not just say how they feel, but show it as well. It is refreshing. The few couples I have met so far in my travels are super cute and as much as the country (being as beautiful as it is) might have an effect on the strength of love... they are just genuinely more happy.


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