We met our friend Margriet at Gare du Nord at 10am and headed to Montmartre, which can be described as the "typical" French area in Paris, or as one imagines it. That's where I went last night, so spontaneously, and there were significantly more people there than last night. A ton. Inside the church it wasn't as pretty as last night; no music, way too many humans, just crazy.
Then, we
...spent some time in Montmartre, avoided a slew of black men harassing us and everyone else to buy handmade bracelets (we have sexy booties)...non, merci!... visited the Moulin Rouge, and ate pizza sitting on the steps of the Sacre Coeur listening to a violinist strum a string of beautiful songs. It was romantic in a way.
We took the Metro to the Champs Elysees, a wildly famous shopping street for people with lots of money (or with little money to spend so frivolously). We walked up and down and back up again, ending up on a bench eating Nutella crepes and drinking Coke. Lunch of champions.
Walked around Richville for another hour or so, even past the French president's house (name?), and ended up on the steps of the Madeleine for a bit before heading to Gare Montparnasse where Margriet caught her train at 7:30 back to her hometown.
Tomorrow? Versailles.
Monday? Whatever the heck we want. I think we'll go see original version movies on the Champs Elysees! For some reason in France there's this cinema promo going on where this Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, all showings cost only 3,50. I think we'll see TWO movies.
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