Tales of Soulmates, the warm glow of candlelit rooms, of exotic hotels and restaurants, Romantic boat rides and crazy, stupid love.
I have always dreamt of France – I call it the land of dreams. I was mesmerized by the French during my growing years, I can’t really place my finger on the reason for the attraction. Was it the language, or the infamous notions that it is the land of love? A place where lovers are filled with their every desire? A place of romance and passion cutting deep into one’s soul? The thought is exhilarating.
Fancy getting turned on at the thought of a land where you have no residency or nationality. Well, that’s my story; A dream within another dream. I have daydreams of being swept off my feet, of getting carried off into the sunset, of being stopped by a total stranger who steals a kiss and waltzes off, the list is endless.
North Central France has always had my heart because of the beautiful city of Paris.
A wise person once said “people are attracted to our simplicity than complexity” I think that is true of North Central France, there is no argument that Paris is an intricately beautiful city, very resplendent in its simplicity and through the years still manages to leave its viewers spellbound. Is it the elevator rides that takes you up the tallest structure in Paris; the Eiffel Tower, which allows you a breath taking view of the city? The Musée du Louvre which was originally built as a twelfth century fortress for Phillip II but now the most prestigious museum in the world, housing the most famous of all art types like the Dying slave by Michelangelo, most especially Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Lisa (which might be the fake because I hear the original has long since been taken who really knows?) to mention a few.
It is not the art that attracts me but the memory that comes with it, people’s names living through time and making marks all over the world.
Then there is the Avenue des Champs-Elysees, the most famous avenue in all the world, where you have the cafes, cinemas, theatres, restaurants, and luxury shops etc. Then to the Sacre-Coeur (Sacred Heart) church, Go on a boat cruise down the Seine River and get to visit the Arc de Triomphe, the Notre Dame Cathedral, Place de la Concorde and just soar through the very heart of the city while in the arms of a lover (I hear it’s lonely to walk the streets alone, one might just die of heartache). I can’t wait for the day that I get to go through the length and breadth of the city.
Just for good measure while in France, I might just add the South of France to my conquest as I hear Nice is another sweet place to visit. Oh the thrill! I cannot wait for the day my feet lands in the love country.
It will be a day worth dying for…
Miss Tinuola Idowu is a lover of nature, some forms of art and music. She loves to pass time by singing, reading a book, writing or playing board games. She loves to learn and educate young minds which has become a life mission of sorts as she teaches at a prestigious school in the heart of Lagos. A subtle fun-lover with an undercover heart of gold.