I love Paris. It may just be my favourite city in Europe. There is just something about it that I can’t get enough of. That’s very vague I know, but it’s just a feeling I have whenever I’m there.
When I visited in February it was the first time I’d been to France in the winter and I fell in love with Paris a little bit more. A city like this is just not suited to the hot weather. I prefer it in the cooler months when the sun casts a warm glow over the buildings and a fresh Nutella crepe warms my insides.
I was excited to visit Paris again in the winter, this time close to Christmas. It made the city feel even more magical. The festivities aren’t overdone – just enough lights and sparkles in the right places. The Christmas windows in the shopping centres are still fun for me because it’s something I didn’t see until I visited larger cities (small town gal here remember) and I finally got to visit a Christmas market. I visited the market on Champs Elysees in November and by the time I got back in December the one at Trocadero was open too, which I preferred because it’s smaller and you can’t beat having the tower right there.
Here are my favourite photos from Christmas time in Paris. The only thing missing was snow.
