view from our balcony, left
My last four days in France were spent with PJ in Paris.
Our hotel was in Montmartre--and I was very pleased with myself for making such a good selection once we got there! Just for anyone who's interested, the Comfort Hotel Place du Tertre is excellent! It was in a charming part of the quarter, with lots of street side cafes and food stores. Up in our room, I was thrilled to see that not only were we on the top floor with a balcony, but from outside we could see the Eiffel tower and les Invalides in the distance!
Our first night there we made the short stroll to Sacre Coeur, which was lovely against the evening sky.
The next day we went non-stop from 10am to 8pm! It was incredible how much we saw and how much out feet hurt at the end! Just to list them here....
La Tour de Saint Jaques
Place des Vosges
The Latin Quarter
Eglise Saint Severin
The National Archives exhibit on the Universal Expositions of the 19th century
saw the Pantheon
Eglise Saint Etienne
Arenes du Lutece (an
right view with Moulin de la Galette windmill in the distance
ancient Roman arena)
I'm literally not sure how we saw all of that in such a short amount of time! But I just remember feeling really relaxed the whole time, and not stressed, so I guess we're just champions like that.
Saint-Denis Basilica (on which I did a huge research paper)
Eiffel Tower (went all the way to the top!)
Invalides (saw Napoleon's tomb!)
Pigalle and Moulin Rouge
Went to the cinema to see Iron Man 2
My friend from Besancon, Pierrick, took the train to visit me before I left from Paris. The three of us went to see the Turner exhibit at the Grand Palais in the morning, walked the Champs Elysees, saw Notre-Dame, and saw the Pompidou Center. After Pierrick took the train home, PJ and I strolled around Montmartre and I bought some final gifts near Sacre Coeur. That night we ate the most expensive dinner either of us had ever eaten at La Moulin de la Galette. It's a restaurant that rests on the original dance hall that painters such as Renoir and Manet portrayed so many times. And the original windmill is still there, too! PJ ate
Notre-Dame, from behind
escargots and duck, while I had a goat cheese salad, fish, and ice cream, yum!
Then, on Saturday (22nd) I caught my 1pm flight to the states. It was really sad to say goodbye to France, but after weeks of mentally preparing myself for returning home, I was ready. I had no idea what it would be like once I was home, but I was a little anxious. I already knew that I would miss this beautiful, truly amazing country and that I would need to return again soon. France had become my home, because that where my heart was, and somehow it felt like I was leaving home for the unknown.
I said goodbye to PJ and boarded the plane. My time in France was over. For now, anyways.
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