When I go anywhere abroad is not the first time and visit the places I have visited, it feels as if to say" veteran "who through the years Visit the places of his "military glory". That place for me was the Eiffel Tower, where I visited thirteen years ago and has kept vague memories of it. True, not particularly remember the tower itself, but a meeting with the photographer Arab appearance who took a picture of me on her background in "Polaroid" and immediately handed me the two photos. "Why two? - I asked - I asked for one." "So it will be more memory - he said - more assurances that will not be lost." That he would do if I refused to pay - do not know. But I waved my hand and then paid ten francs instead of five. Perhaps he was right. Because I have subsequently left the house one picture and the second was lost somewhere when I visited the private sector Anapa - the recreation center "Lukomorye at the invitation of his former classmate.

When we decided to climb the Eiffel Tower, this time, the weather turned bad - was rain and cold wind blew. In my head spinning these same thoughts, like the Parisians of the early twentieth century, who thought: "Why the hell did we give up this tower?". Of course, not the weather has sent their thoughts in this direction. They believed the ugly tower, which spoil the look of their city. Rassazyvayut history that the great enemy of the tower was built Mopasan. And, once friends saw him at the restaurant located at the site of his dislike. "How could you betray your views? - About so they asked him. He said: "It's just the only place where this ugliness is not clear".

not presume to call it engineering construction ugliness. But if no emotion to see her and the environment, we see that it fits poorly in the style of Paris. This itself, as it was called, floss among the city, which has an amazing single style. And yet, kind of like an alien to the French capital's body became its most famous symbol. That's what the force of habit. It is already since 1889. Without it, Paris is no longer present vohmozhno.

When I climbed upstairs in the elevator, it felt like a Kiev subway at rush hour - I was crushed from all sides. But I still see Paris from that height - is, despite all the inconveniences. Stand and shiver run through the body, look at the striking picture of the city as if it reopens the place where you've been on tour. And again mileshsya this amazing style that combines both old buildings and new. Paris is really worth seeing. See, but, contrary to the recommendations of the classics, not to die but to come here again. If we succeed.