New Years Eve In Paris

I love Paris! It never fails to surprise, entice, and truly amaze me. I have been to Paris a number of times over the last fifteen years. Every time I leave to come home, I begin looking forward to my next visit. I have tried for a long time to figure out what it is that makes me love Paris. I think I finally figured it out on the way home last Sunday; Paris is a city so deeply conflicted I can't help but love it. On one hand city loves tradition, culture, and sophistication, and on the other it loves the new, trashy, and crude. My favorite example of this is art; I don't think you can find better, more diverse art collections than those contained in the Louvre and Muse'e d'Orsay. They are truly amazing, and have something for everyone. These museums are a three minutes walk from one another, and on that walk you will find the most hideous collections of oil on velvet, plastic light up statues, and leather wear that shouldn't be worn (some truly tacky stuff). The people are conflicted as well, I have witnessed some of the most rude behavior known to man, and also the most kind and generous (on this trip a cab driver gave us a free ride).


This makes Paris a truely unique and remarkable place. Visit with an open mind, a fondness of adventure, and most importantly a sense of humor. You will be rewarded with great food and wine, kind and funny people, remarkable art and culture.

Well I really didn't write much about new years eve, but I will say that the throw one heck of party. Imagine 500,000 of your coolest friends drinking champagne, dancing in the streets and kissing everyone in sight. Not a bad way to end the year.