i have been for three days in paris. but it was enough to fall in love.I got the train from hell (i mean London) where you have no time to eat and went to the city of hedonism (I mean Paris) where its always time to eat. Just to escape from the thoughts that in London i have nothing but dreams. So i got the train to the city of hedonism. And it worked. 3 days of dancing on the streets and random bars. 3 days of singing "non, je ne regrette rien". 3 days of liberte and fromage!