A City Where Philosophers Make Love And Lovers Philosophize

France is a nation with vast traditions and of traditional habits, but France way of life is changing, but the old France we all dream of still exists. The lovely winding country roads, without a car, the crusts baguette and a bottle of wine, wine yards hills , church bells ringing out from 12 century sleeps; the hedgerows of Normand , and the petanque players of province.

France is a country of natural wonders and man-made beauties, Alps, Pyrenese, torrents of Vosgest, placid Lake Annecy , windswept. Breton coast, sun – drenched Riviera, desolate plateau of the Causses, green of the Dordogne valley consisting of many scenic beauties.

The island of Corsica, the birth place of Napoleon, is between Mediterranean of the west coast of Italy and the north of the island of Sardinia, is the back bone of France. France has four major rivers the Rhone, the Garonne, the Loire and the Seine. France lies among Spain, Italy and Germany three big countries and lesser states of Switzerland, Luxembourg and Belgium.

There are two sides of Paris one of the little self service restaurants, turned on discos ye-ye crowd and the other side as beautiful, complex, moody. The tangible assets like the cathedrals , Seine, Montmartre , the endlessly fascinating traits , the naughtiness of the four cabaret, is a pure mode of life, with unique logic and trend. It is like awakening from a dream, the experience transcends the carryover, and the infatuation goes on regardless of politics, adverse propaganda.

Paris is a city where philosophers make love and lovers philosophize. Its vast perspectives, intimate streets, squares, perks give a perennial charm. The first time visitors, should be on foot across plan de Paris, to experience boulevard, street place.

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