“My baby don't care for shows, My baby don't care for clothes, My baby just cares for me, My baby don't care for cars and races, My baby don't care for high-tone places, Liz Taylor is not his style, And even Lana Turner's smile, Is somethin' he can't see, My baby don't care who knows, My baby just cares for me…”

 And there she was again, in the city where even rainy weather, dirt and mess had its own charm. Trips to Paris have become their own kind of tradition, a little getaway where words "have to", "should" or "need to" were not used. In Paris, they simply acted as they pleased and spontaneously decided. They spent hours talking over a carafe of french red wine about everything and nothing in particular. The level of intimacy, bond and understanding between them was what she loved the most. And also that in a restaurant he still reached out under the table to catch her hand. That he would drive her back to a designer shop she saw and wanted to visit on their way elsewhere; only to find out it was closed, and didn't make a single complaint about it. That he would spent hours with her in vain search of an old railway in the Parc des Buttes Chaumont because she saw a picture of it somewhere on Instagram.
For her, Paris was truly a city of love...
A tak se znovu ocitla ve městě, kde i plačtivé počasí, špína a smetí, mělo svůj zvláštní šarm. Výlety do Pažíže se staly tak trochu jejich tradicí, jakýmsi malým únikem, kde slova "muset", "měli bychom" a "potřebujeme" neměla stání. V Paříži se jednoduše rozhodovalo spontánně a dělalo se, na co byla zrovna nálada. Většinou strávili celé hodiny povídáním o všem možném nad karafou francouzského červeného vína. Nejvíc na těchto okamžicích zbožňovala jejich společné propojení, intimitu, porozumění. A taky že ji pořád ještě v restauraci chytal pod stolem za ruku. Že ji zavezl zpátky k obchodu, který shlédla po cestě někam jinam, jen aby zjistili, že je zavřeno, a stejně si ani slovíčkem nepostěžoval. A že s ní marně strávil hodiny v parku Des Buttes Chaumont hledajíc staré koleje, jen proto, že viděla někde na Instagramu fotku a chtěla to místo objevit.
Pro ni byla Paříž vskutku městem lásky...