There’s a reason Paris is called the City of Lights. At night the city is lit up galore. For an amateur photographer like myself, the bright lights and flashing colors are a temptation I couldn’t resist. This was unfortunate for The Boyfriend because he has to wait while I set up my travel tripod and play around with the shutter speed. So for the record, let me reiterate: The Boyfriend is amazing.
Some of my favorite night shots: