The first time I came to Paris was when I was the delicate age of seven, when my parents decided that "some French sun will do us good".
We stayed in a small hotel quite close to the Lourve, and I chose the bed closest to the window so that I could look out at the city that writers and artists come to for inspiration and aslo because I was seven and little ones like to have a view.
I have since lived in Paris and still come to often. Every time I come, I always choose a bed close to a window, as there are few delights that level up to the joy of waking up , rising from your silk sheets to look out onto the streets of Paris.
If you are reading, have you been to Paris? Let me know in the comments.
