The Keys to all these Hearts lie in Paris… Underwater

My love for you is like a red, red… paddock?

Something like that. I can’t help but think of the Robert Barnes song My Love is Like a Red Red Rose when I think of this popular romantic spot in Paris: The Pont de l’Archevêché. The famous bridge, in the shadow of the Notre Dame, is better known by the moniker  “The Love Bridge.”

The bridge is so named because couples swoon on it as they secure a paddock on the palisade, then in a bout of l’amour foli, (crazy love) they throw the key into the Seine. The paddock represents the eternal love that the two people share. Tossing the key into the Seine means that (unless the Marie of Paris wants to remove all the padlocks by jaws of life) that the relationship can never be erased, undone, or to complete the metaphor, unlocked.

Unless you’re this guy. Really? A combination lock? That’s like asking “Will you marry me? Sign this pre-nup to say yes.”

We didn’t have a lock to add to the bridge (at the time.) We’ll be making our contribution shortly!

Then we can be like this cute little couple of tourists.

Ah, romance. You can see that some people add keepsakes to their keyed time-capsule: ribbons, bracelets and hair ties all make the cut. My favorite thing was seeing a baby’s pacifier linked to the lock of a beau and his ladylove.

It was so sweet. Is anyone else anxious to get their lock & key on? Have you ever seen any of the similar cultural diversions, like the one in Moscow? The city may up and snap them all off in the cover of night, but I’m going to wager that the hundreds of locks festooning the bridge are here to stay.

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