The Eiffel Tower

I have been to Paris on several occasions (it's only two hours away from Lyon by train), but it was when I was there for the third time in 2009 that I saw the Iron Lady up-close for the first time, all lighted up right in front of me. It was by coincidence when my dad took me to dinner around Musée Nationale de la Marine. Although I admit that the Eiffel Tower is far from being the best landmark that Paris has to show us, I now realize it is captivating in its own way, at least photographically.

J'ai eu plusieurs occasions d'aller à Paris (c'est seulement à deux heures de Lyon en train), mais c'était quand j'étais là-bas pour la troisième fois en 2009 que j'ai vu la Dame de Fer de près pour la première fois, toute éclairée en face de moi. C'était par hasard quand mon père m'a emmené dîner autour du Musée Nationale de la Marine. Même si je pense que la Tour Eiffel est loin d'être l'une des meilleurs endroits que Paris a à nous montrer, je me rends compte maintenant qu'elle a un charme unique à sa façon, du moins photographiquement

"And rising up inside it seems knitted with genius of birds with whom you share the view and feel that vertiginous breeze rifling the gold buds of birch trees, driving the swans like snowflakes across the slate pools below.

The wrought iron was strung up purely in the substanceless abstraction of thouth, set somehow against all the trips and balances of nothing, the engineering of the air." --Christopher Buckley, On The Eiffel Tower, Poetry Magazine, June 1987