In Love With An Iron Lady
And no matter how many times I go to see the Eiffel Tower, I always always take a picture of her. She is beautiful. Whether it is against a grey cloud-cast sky, or dazzling beneath a vibrant evening blue hue, she is the star of this city, and everyone who comes her heads to her feet to pay homage in the best way we modern humans know how : by taking her picture.
One day in February, as I was treating myself to a stroll around her gardens, I though how interesting it was to see the intense concentration on people’s faces as they captured her image. They were trance-like almost. And not one single one noticed the blond lady (moi) snapping pictures of them snapping pictures of her. So drawn into her imposing presence were they… So intent on finding what they felt was her best angle, her best light, or most of all, to be captured in front of her. The cherry on the cake of a trip to Paris, the crowning event : a trip to the Eiffel Tower must be documented for children and grandchildren and facebook friends to see. That lady of iron has certainly captured the gaze of so many as we attempt to capture a memory of her to keep as ours forever.
Recently I had a little fun on Twitter, asking people to tweet me their pictures of the Eiffel Tower. The response was wonderful, and people who never generally converse with me via that social media platform, sent me their best image taken from their trip to Paris. It was yet another reminder of how incredible this sculpture is, and how it represents so much for the city of Paris. Of course there are many more things to see in Paris, but what would Paris be without her Iron Lady…?