Travel in Paris

As a result, my husband has to go to work or training in many countries of the world. But I never had the chance to go out of the country. On returning from the office that day, he told them to go to Paris in the middle of February in the textworth and a parallel sourcing fair. I jumped on the name of Paris. Oops! Eiffel Tower, Monalisa, Sain River. Country of Sunil, country of poetry France

However, the time of our plane at 7 am. At around 4:30 in the morning, the car stopped at the airport from the house. The road is empty. We got to the airport very quickly in light winter amazon. There is no crowd in the VIP lounge. Four or five people waiting for a bouquet of flowers are waiting. They talked about the possibility that any foreign minister from abroad could return to the country. Smile came to mind.

The planes will be first Istanbul. According to the calculations, it will take about nine hours to get to Istanbul airport. There are two hours transit Then Paris, on one of the other airports of this airline. Airbus announced the closure of the mobile, have already put the seat belt in advance. Slowly the plane started flying in the sky to match its huge two wings. By the gradation of my favorite city of Dhaka city has become smaller and smaller.I did not think long time. The white clouds on the side of the window are flying like peju cotton. It's going to be wrong to say that we're flying, in fact, we're flying over them. Morning in the sunrise is their soft size. Near me, Morsheda was having a lot of control with remote control to see something on the screen.
By 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the plane seemed to fly slightly. Blue Sea away. She got down further. 15 thousand meters high. After a while, the following small houses were seen. In the shadow of the sunny day, in the mountains, arranged road like the streets. Behind the sea, the blue ocean water of the Mediterranean. What is that beautiful scene As the planes came down a bit, I saw several multi-storied buildings as well. All of them are almost identical. Ceramic slopes on the head. We have reached Istanbul, except for some of the announcements.

Long queue in immigration But we did not have to wait too much. Bangladesh Ambon Protocol Officer is waiting for us. Betty, a short face gentleman is very quick. He was quick to recover the formalities with our three passports. We had no work except to give a fingerprint.
France Embassy Commercial Councilor Firoz Bhai was waiting outside. Very agreeable people It is said that in his warmth we spent the whole time in Paris in a festival. He sometimes showed us Paris as our guide, and as a driver. He's coming after the talk. Feroze Bhai's car sat in the car when we came out of the city streets, the night in the muddy fog.

Paris is a very expensive city. No room is available under 1200 euros. So some people chose hotels instead of hotels. The room is shared with others in the hostel. The roommate may be the female woman to anyone. The lowest rate is 15 euros. Booking for cheap hotels can be done from different sites. Bookings or hotels are best booked at night. Because many companies change their rates at night.
However, moving to the smooth streets of Paris was wondering what life is strange! I was in the morning several thousand miles away from my country. In the evening I came to the city of Shain River.
The poetry of Farabi poet Alfas de Lammatin came to mind: 'There is no barrier / there is no coastline in time / it just flows, we also pass.'

We also cross the road one by one. Somewhere along the lines of unknown trees, somewhere aesthetically all sculptures. In light of the light, every building has many types of artwork. On going, Firoz Bhai was introducing various parts of Paris. While going on a stadium, he said, "Study de France"..In November last year, suicide bombs were carried out outside the stadium. To my eyes, my eyes were stuck on a bright dome. In the night illuminated Paris, it seemed like a huge dome of light. I was fascinated by looking at it. Following my vision, my husband said, this is 'La Invalides'. In 1679, old-aged and injured soldiers were built as hospitals.Later it was the site of the Napoleonic Bonaport graveyard. I forgot that he had already gone back to Paris. As long as I was seen by the car, I was impressed and wanted it.

Firoz Bhai might have noticed this. Laughing, he looked forward. Can not turn eyes. I saw him, really I saw him ... from the city of Paris, standing on a high elevation from the road I was in. Thousands of light-colored lights are shining around thousands of people around the body. Blue color searchlight in the city is continuous. It seemed as if we also welcomed his city. From a distance in the first sight, I stayed in love with the Ironman, and I was waiting for him to touch him..