I’m happy that I followed the recommendation instead of insisting my stupid opinion of never come to Paris. The reason I made this stupid decision of never travel in Paris because it’s too famous and some kind of fashion in China. For some Chinese, Paris represents pink romantic, meet someone by chance and fall in love, take perfect photos to show how beautiful you are, eat sweet things with nice make up… maybe all of these ideas are just conflict with my dark and isolated inside. However, it’s unfair, cities just exist and stand there, you love it or hate it must depends on your own experiences of it, prejudice just far away from truth. Fortunately, people’s opinion can not change city’s face. Every one see different world from a same flower, every one feels different from the same city.
After walk out of PARIS NORD, suddenly the crowd make me feel i am in Beijing. Except they speak different languages, the indifferent faces and fast step, the noisy and chaos, the wide streets and busy cars, all of these are so familiar, especially the dirty road and dry yellow leaves below my feet. Last year after I left Beijing, there must be autumn, this year before I go back to Madrid, Paris is also looks like autumn. One year and after another one year, time passes by, take something far away and bring something new but so familiar with.
River Seine is mature green, there is a bridge crosses this broad river also has the same color. This bridge is not famous, but it is the one I remember the most. It’s made by metal, simple modern architecture, the color looks like the back of a summer leaf, it makes this bridge feels more light than it is. The static bridge keeps this peace green maybe for some decades, the never stop River Seine has this same peaceful color for thousands of years. Maybe human’s history for nature just means something show up then disappear forever.
Paris has many historic sites, you can feel the long rich and heavy history from the grand and delicate stone buildings. Notre Dame Cathedral, the Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, churches, cathedrals … many many, I think I even can not count all of them with my poor ten fingers. Especially Notre Dame Cathedral, I read Hugo’s book fifteen years ago and now I see it finally, combine the towers, the bell and the story together, feel like walking in Hugo’s book. I am the same excited when saw the painting includes Swan in Musee d’orsay (Swan is a main role in Proust’s book “In search of lost time”). It feels like the book itself has a life too.
When walking through the park in front of the Louvre, after notice there is a ferris wheel in front of the Louvre, suddenly I get an idea — why not just take it and see Paris from the top! The truth is it feels great when look at this great city from sky with glasses. And the best thing is suddenly I get the courage to do many things by myself and enjoy freedom instead of feel lonely. Such a good experience! I think this travel brings me a lot and I appreciate it so much. Traveling in Paris just like opening a window, everyday see different scenes, every time get new feelings. This is the first time I travel alone, and enjoy the freedom and myself feels just great.
Actually I am not good at make a perfect plan about travel or anything, many times I just do it very randomly. Like this time, I was too lazy to check informations before came here. So everyday I just find something by chance, and the luckiest thing is I find Shakespeare and company bookstore. I spent two hours in this small book store and was so excited that almost cry. They have many english books —I know not every book is a wisdom book, but still it's a book. and I fund the book I wanted. They have chairs and piano, they have books published 90 years ago. When facing so many books in that small room, I was almost jealous. Most of people come there are tourists, for taking a photo, however, I think it's ok, I believe they still feel something from books. Just like many people to go to Museums for taking photos, I believe they also feel something from these paintings, not only because they are famous.
When walking on the street, I really feel that France loves pink, bronze and golden. Before I always thought that only the dark colors match the big stone building, but now I know I was wrong, just take a look at their buildings, pink pillar, bronze delicate sculpture, golden extended wings and gray-white marble, with the blue sky and white cotton-clouds.. It’s more than beautiful, it’s harmony.
Writing with rain, I always forget time. Fortunately there is a cheesecake (I find it in a small shop when I was walking in a very quiet street, I hope it’s for locals instead of tourist, I tried a little, taste nice:) ) in front of me and reminds me that it’s time to stop fingers dancing on the keyboard and enjoy it right now. About musee d’orsay, musee rodin and Musée de l’Orangerie, it’s a lot and for tomorrow.