Walking home from work tonight

I took the scenic route.

I braved the masses on the Champs-Élysées, but took advantage in slightly milder temperatures, to admire the Christmas lights.

And the moon over the Crillon.

Even the Christmas markets. Which aren’t very charming. Unless you like churros geantes, frites and…cupcakes.



Moi? I like the Grand Roue.

Even better, I like Place Vendome.

With the creeping, shimmering lights, it’s even more magical than ever.

Oui. Pure magique.