I went to Paris when my Erasmus in Lugano ended, since my friend was doing Erasmus there! And after 5 days I flew away to Portugal with a sense of incomplete and disappointment. Is this even normal? I mean, everybody that ever went to Paris LOVED IT, why was it like this for me? What was missing? I have no idea..
I'm not saying Paris is an ugly city, on the contrary, I think it's amazing and very pretty and majestic, but opposite do Rome, every place I saw was pretty, but nothing gave me the wow sensation (in Rome wherever I went I was a crazy person on the street just happily jumping around and taking pictures or buying stuff to the Indian guys)
When my cousin asked me, "So did you like more of Paris or Rome" and I shyly said "...Rome..."
You wouldn't believe the shock on her face, but at least I was honest. I could be here writing all perfect things about the city of lights just because everyone loves it, but I wouldn't be true to myself and I rather tell you how it made me feel.
But let's see something: every city/town has its own vibe it's own rhythm, and maybe I didn't identify with Paris in that matter, or maybe I didn't enjoy Paris the right way, but all I know is I left this city with something empty in me. Or maybe Rome really is the perfect city for me and because of that nothing will ever match it (and as perfect as Rome is, i believe there are A MILLION places in the world that will take my breath away too)