Paris is the most beautiful city on the planet, plain and simple. The why is more difficult to nail down. Budapest is almost identical to Paris but has the added beauty of Fishermans Bastion, Buda Castle, and Parliament. Yet for some reason it does not surpass Paris. I will have to leave it for the philosophers to debate.
My first, and only, visit to Paris was with my elder brother. We spent a few days exploring the City in 2005. All the usual tourist spots were visited and were quite uninteresting, as most tourist traps are. The most interesting and best stories pertain to the people we met and sights we saw outside the tourist areas. We stayed in a hostel and as usual met some interesting fellow tourists. There was a hot American girl, an adventurous Kiwi and Aussie, a racist Jew, a solo Brazilian female, and a Chinese brother and sister.
The first day we spent sightseeing with the Kiwi, Aussie, and Jew. It was fine but my brother and I found that going out alone was more interesting. So after a night of drinking with the Chinese and Brazilian we headed into the city sans company. In a park we met a tall beautiful girl sitting on a bench with a tall good looking guy. We stuck up a conversation and found to our excitement that she was a Romanian Victorias Secret model and he was her brother. I am quite certain my eyes glowed like the sun and my heart skipped a few hundred beats on this news(The finding out he was her brother, not that she was a model). They invited us to a party at a club that evening and we accepted. Immediately after we parted ways I ran into another girl and we started talking. It turned out that she was a dancer in some Paris national theatre or something like that. We walked together for an hour or so and then she invited us both to a party at her flat with her friends. Like morons we declined and we parted ways. I will never forget your perfect legs my mystery Parisian dancer.
That night we went to the club and to our surprise our names were actually on the VIP list. Sadly we could not take advantage of this amazing opportunity as it was 150 degrees Centigrade inside with an oxygen content of 1%. Neither of us could stand it and left before even meeting our host. To this day I do not understand how people can survive and enjoy such and environment. A shame really.
Notre Dame was as expected, the same goes for the Louvre(though the Mon Lisa was much smaller than I expected). The Eiffel Tower and its surrounding park is impressive. We didn’t go up the tower and instead went up to the top of the big ugly black office building, Tour Montparnasse. The view was fantastic, and this was before I had lasik. I could only dream of what the view would be like to me now.
The crypts are what fascinated me the most. Seeing all those bones in piles and trying to imagine that each one once lived a life with a family, going to work each day and having the same problems and thinking the same things that I think. It was eerie, but the designs they made with the bones somehow took away from the sadness and creepiness of it all. I highly recommend going down into the crypts when you visit Paris.
So that was all. Nothing I can really put into words beyond that Paris is the most romantic and beautiful city on the planet.