Other than being the best ever title for a porn film there a qualities that Paris has in abundance that are simply unmatched anywhere.
Old and new, stylish and seedy, magnificence and insouciance, le grand plan and the random side by side. Truly remarkable and almost enough to distract you from the terror of Euro priced goods and microscopic hotel bathrooms more suited to a contortionist than a middle age business traveller.
Such are the joys of Europe and despite the growing presence of the EU in the affairs of its members the land mass, architecture and attitude changes dramatically as you cross borders from one member state to another. Only in Paris can the Eiffel Tower be lit in blue with yellow stars at midnight to celebrate their six month presidency of the Union.
It appears that underlying culture is highly resistant to legislative conformity. Vive la difference (if only the French had an expression for that).