Sometimes I forget how beautiful Paris is. (Yes, really) My regular day is surrounded by narrow streets with high walls and gray sky (winter Paris). I can see the Eiffel Tower from my street and it is this sparkly reminder, but it's only if i take the time to look.
Sunday we went muséeing to a free photo show at the Petite Palais. This was my view when I turned to get my coat.
I have to say, I like that I forget. It makes it a beautiful slap in the face when you turn your head to see this out the window.