Montmartre by Metro

Montmartre windows

Today we took the metro to Montmartre, and walked in the footsteps of the French bohemian elite. Betty Lou was delighted with the charming village atmosphere and oodles of artists displaying their wares. We wandered through the narrow passageways past the quaint and the touristy alike. In one of the churches we visited we walked in on a wedding! (I know, yesterday it was a funeral...tomorrow we are sure to stumble upon a baptism.)

We then visited the Sacré Coeur and took a stroll through the delightfully seedy Pigalle area, past the "Sexodrome" and other peepshow venues.

Paris Metro Map

Another short Metro ride whisked us to the Père Lachaise cemetery. We meandered through the grounds in search of a few special graves: Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Chopin, and Proust. It was no easy feat, but we managed to locate them all. Jim Morrison's grave was especially impressive, due to the throngs of pilgrims leaving flowers and pouring liquor on his grave.

Dale at Chopin's Grave

at Oscar Wilde's Grave

After that we visited the bustling Marais district, and then walked to the Pompidou, where I went in to gaze upon the best of modern art, while Betty Lou opted to sit outside in the evening air and watch the street performers.

in the Pompidou

Walking back to our hotel, we had dinner at a delightful cous cous restaurant. Shortly it is off to bed for us weary but contented girls.

That is all for us, except for one important message: Happy Birthday, Dawn!

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