Photographer's Note

On my first morning ever in Paris I woke up and remembered that my first night ever in Paris had been rough on me. I did not know where in Paris I was only that I was in a hotel I was not supposed to be in. My only clue was the slip on the keycard which had a hotel name I did not know and the number 538. Never mind, I went down to breakfast and back up to 538, pulled the curtain to the side and suddenly I knew where I was!!!

In more precise words, my plane was late, I walked for an hour to my hotel because I misjudge the mapscale, the hotel had sold my booked room to someone else, got me a room at another hotel and put me in a taxi to that. Arriving there it was 1.45 am and I had been active all day so I was very tired and just went in the door without looking around.

My new hotel was in the complex of hotels close to the Eiffel tower. Those hotels seems to have been built in a rush in the 60s and 70s and the outsides of them are not the prittiest architecture. I lke the contrast of the light and slender tower to the compact hotel block so typical of industrial building methods of later days.
The picture was taken in first light in January in a beginning snowfall, I kept the blue cast to keep that feeling.

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Additional Photos by Ebbe Rozel (Ebbe) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 2539 W: 732 N: 1910] (9625)
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