My husband and I are just back from a few days in Paris. There's always something to do in Paris, exhibitions, shows, museums, restaurants, and we love all that, but to me, what I love most about Paris, is just being there. I like walking down the streets, looking in the shop windows, seeing what people are wearing, stopping for a drink in a sidewalk café and watching the human show go by. We had fantastic weather while we were there—warm and sunny every day—which made just being there that much better.
One thing I notice in Paris is the street art. Sometimes, it is just graffiti with no merit at all, and other times I can't help but appreciate it as art. Some of it is very, very good. It makes you stop and think, like the baby in the bucket (see the LV logo?) or the little girl bottom center below (same artist and a poignant message in each), or our president in the top bottom right (I admit I laughed at this one).
In theory, I'm opposed to this. Defacing private and public property is wrong. And yet...I can't help but be moved by some of it, moved enough to stop and take a photo.