A happy moment at Sacre Coeur

One cheerful man. With a deep mesmerizing voice. One guitar. A pair of skillful hands playing effortlessly. Performing songs after songs. From love ballads to popular classics. Filling the place with wholesome smiles. The whole atmosphere of the place is totally transformed. We are all captive audiences, lost in our enjoyment of music, soaking in carefree atmosphere around us, idlely watching the hoad of tourists making their way up.

Btw, T is in Paris. Apparently, there is a transit strike there. Well, Paris is a place made for walking. The Parisians seem to walk everywhere.