“This is unbelievable! Look at this! There’s no city like this in the world. There never was… Can you picture how drop dead gorgeous this city is in the rain? Imagine this town in the ’20s. Paris in the ’20s, in the rain. The artists and writers!”
Midnight in Paris (2011)
I wrote this as soon as I got back to the hostel, I needed to write it down so I didn’t forget tonight’s incredible light show.
My friend and I slowly made our way from the hostel to the gardens of the Eiffel Tower, the Champ-de-Mars to be precise. By the time we got there, the gardens were already pretty full so we found a nice spot to sit as the fireworks didn’t start for another couple of hours. While we waiting we were treated to a performance from the National Orchestra of France but we could only hear them not see them.
The light show slowly began with a performance of the national anthem with the Eiffel Tower lit up in the country’s colours. Next, the stars lit up the midnight sky. Not exact stars, but the fireworks shone with the force of tiny suns illuminating the darkness. The fireworks were in a most extravagant pallet of blues, purples, reds, and greens. The tower had a range of projections shone onto it that glistened and shimmered with both the variety of explosions and the musical atmosphere. The choice of music to accompany the light show was most peculiar to say the least. The rousing classical was expected and in full spirit but the inclusions of Coldplay (unknown song, they all sound alike to me), David Bowie‘s Life On Mars and Iceland’s Queen of Quirk; Bjork with It’s Oh So Quiet was an odd selection even with the main title of “Paris Is A Party”.
An hour of this passed and we attempted to go towards the Metro station but with the tremendous hordes almost running to the platforms, we thought it easier to take a walk back instead. Doing this though, we got to see the absolute beauty that is Paris in the midnight glow.