I have been to Paris just twice in my life. The first time was in 2013. It was a big thing for me, since I never believed I would be able to go there for some reason. It was rather overwhelming when I suddenly got off the bus and stood somewhere around Les Invalides. Almost a little unreal.

I didn’t know where I was supposed to hop of the bus to get closest to the hotel I was booked for. I turned out that Les Invalides was not the best place at all. My hotel was at Grands Boulevards. And even if a really long walk would have taken me there, I am not sure I would have found it. Also I had some luggage with me. So I started to try to get a taxi, which turned out to not be so easy. The few cars I saw, seemed to ignore me. When in the end I found someone that could drive me to the hotel, he drove like a criminal, swearing at the other drivers and was frequently using the horn.

In any case he got me to my hotel in the end. I got to check in to the room and drop off my bags. Then began the adventure of discovering Paris for the first time, which included taking a lot of pictures. This one below I took on my second trip to Paris, which was in 2014.