Another trip to Paris this week.
A walk from the Louvre – where the fountain had frozen over – to St Germain took me over the Pont des Arts. A common meeting place for artists, and featured in a number of films, it’s a great alternative Seine-crosser to the Pont Neuf, avoiding the tourist-rampant Ile-de-la-Cité and the Notre Dame cathedral. With a good view of a number of central Parisian landmarks, it’s a popular spot for exhibitions and picnics.
Your standard city bridge, essentially. Except that when I was walking over it, I noticed that the fencing was covered with padlocks. Some with graffiti, some in bright colours, but lots and lots of padlocks. Had there been a protest of some sort? A mass bike theft?
Something a little more twee – albeit still typically Parisian. They are symbols of undying love. Just up river, the Passerelle Léopold-Senghor is similarly adorned. The Telegraph reported in May that they were to be taken down, but they’re still there, confusing new visitors on a daily basis.
Not sure if it’s a case of love over reason or (and here comes the pun) Vive la (In)Différence.