Paris. What can I write about Paris that hasn't already been written? Everyone was right when they told me it is dirty, crowded with tourists, the waiters are rude and everything is over-priced and yet I still love it. I wouldn't want to live here and I don't know if I will come back anytime soon, but it is a wonderful place regardless of that.

How strange to decipher between perceptions and preconceptions. True impressions or reinforced sterotypes? Perhaps travel is about destroying those ideas that have been planted by movies, books and others' experiences. Learning firsthand how you relate to the world.